Mac Lethal - Pound That Beer lyrics

Beer! Makes us fired up!
So come on, drink it all night long!
Slam it girl! Slam it girl! Slam
It girl! Slam it girl!
Slam it girl! Where's the marching band at?
Pound that beer, pound that beer
Don't drunk dial, no, pound that beer
Pound that beer, pound that beer
Don't drunk dial, no, pound that beer!

Bubble on back to the bar stool, I will
My pill, might dissolve on my tongue
Fuck that Jagermeister bullshit
That DUI hurt a little bit now I'm all done
No, can I go to the liquor
Sto' and buy that poison
Hey pretty thing, right there, yeah you
I hate your boyfriend!
I don't give a fuck if
He a vigilante anywhere
Kill him on his incubator rhythm like this
Pop that, bottle top, talk back
That about says it all let him meet my fist
Gotta a beer and a
Our kisses taste like alcohol you
Know that means it's love switch it
Here's another reason that I'm
Gonna take you home
Cause I can't be a fiesty
Little freak when I'm alone
Oh my goodness who the hell
Is blowing up my phone?
This better be important
Don't you understand I'm drinkin beer?
Can't you feel the spiders
They're buried deep inside us
The politicians
Officers and judges are vampires
I never once suggested that we
Tie each other down
I think we should buy another round
Beer! Makes us fired up!
So come on, drink it all night long!
Slam it girl! Slam it girl! Slam
It girl! Slam it girl!
Slam it girl! Where's the marching band at?
Pound that beer, pound that beer
Don't drunk dial, no, pound that beer
Pound that beer, pound that beer
Don't drunk dial, no, pound that beer!

How can I describe to you this?
See that lady over there
Got that poisonous kiss
Here another Cinnamint the element is in 'em
Is she lookin like a demon
In a chemical abyss but no
Can I go to the liquor
Sto' and buy that poison?
Hey black angel, hey mama sue
I hate your boyfriend! I can't lust
Your battle won't fuck the measure up
Tho domestic I love the sex with
No sums of sensual drugs
Oh no, I got a thirty pack tho
Then again if the black ball melts
Took the original to get us high
Gotta get me inside gotta take that knife
Gotta scrape that pipe with your lit up eyes
Switch it!
Here's another reason my insanity has grown
Cause drama is so childish
And fucking overblown
Oh my goodness who the hell
Is blowing up my phone?
This better be important don't you
Understand I'm drinking beer?
Can't you feel the spiders
They're buried deep inside us
The politicians
Officers and judges are vampires
I never once suggested that we
Tie each other down
I think we should buy another round
Beer! Makes us fired up!
So come on, drink it all night long!
Slam it girl! Slam it girl! Slam
It girl! Slam it girl!
Slam it girl! Where's the marching band at?
Pound that beer, pound that beer
Don't drunk dial, no, pound that beer
Pound that be-e-e-er, pound that beer
Don't drunk dial, no, pound that beer!

Yes sir
This is one of those ignorant anthems
Be an intellectual if you want
But we got the nectar of the gods here
Because we're drinkin what?
Beer! Makes us fired up!
So come on, drink it all night long!
Beer! Makes us fired up!
So come on, drink it all night long!