The Game, Deion - Intoxicated lyrics

Yeah, it's time to wake up
Wake up and cake up
It's 187.4 FM on your dial
The number 1 station via satellite
CD radio and your stereo
Broadcasting live from the left coast
The land of la la
Movie stars, pimps, playas
Hustlers and thirst traps
It's W Balls
The station that murders them
All with platinum hit's
And this is dedicated to the ladies
Who love giving that sloppy toppy
Go 'head and pull that foreskin back
Hold on tight
It's the jack off hour, girl
You requested it and The Documentary
2 is in your ear
And I am the DJ that is gonna
Sock some soul to your ass
Not the DJ that can save your life
It's ya boy, Kane Dingaling
AKA the original black spiderman
About to shoot a rope down your throat
It's DJ EZ-Dicc
Killing you softly with intoxication
And a song that's
Guaranteed to put some dip in your hip
Right now you're listening to
The sweet melodic sounds
Of The Game and the homeboy Deion
So kick back, get your mind right
Red cups in the air
Sip on some of that gin and
Juice like it ain't no thang
And puff on some of
That LA Confidential strain
Yeah

Pouring up the gin and juice (gin and juice)
Got a nigga feeling loose
(got a nigga feeling loose)
Can you roll this blunt for me (yeah, yeah)
I'm just tryna smoke this weed
(smoke this weed)
I spend all my life intoxicated (intoxicated)
And the chronic on deck (on deck)
Till we spark that grade-A

And shout goes out to our Instagram
Thot Shanine from the CPT
Yeah, she swallowed the nation and
She's in our winning circle
And she qualifies for that
Blood Money swag pack
That includes the Blood Money gear
That Brazilian, Malaysian bundle
One year's worth of free
Visit's to Dr. Fixaflat
The ass doctor
She got two tickets in
Backstage passes to the
Winners' circle concert featuring YG
Ty Dolla $ign
Kendrick Lamar and starring The Game
And speaking of The Game
He gon' be stopping by the studio later on
But right about now
I'ma hit you off with another
Slapper off The Documentary 2
It's a DJ Quik produced joint so
Pop it and lock it
Right here on the station
That fades them all
W-Balls
Yeah that's that chronic
Don't stop sucking, girl

(Everybody's got to hear this shit
On W Balls! W Balls)