Xzibit, Tha Alkaholiks, King T - Louis XIII lyrics

Gotta tell bitches, get outta my sight
Bitch, you blocking my light

I'm a alcoholic so you know
I'm getting it right

I like my liquor dark milk chocolate Hershey

Gotta bang loose for the niggas
That's been waiting on it
Patiently debating, even hating on it, bitch

House shoes and the shotgun, check the pinks)

Twelve steps to recovery, or else you die)

Fly, pelican, fly fuck trying to get by
Or we can put that bullshit to
The side and kill 'em

Put a flicker out in Sweden out an H&M dress

Back down original, pack-town originator
I'm full of 40's like
The g-thang refrigerator

Like that Clippers and the Lakers
Drinking Jack next to Jack
Courtside at the Staples

The caravan pulling up with a million trucks

A all-star nigga, still in Chucks

Still got a lot of Louis
Leftover from last night

Bitches and liquor
We only fuck with the finest

Drinking everything on the wine list

Or break bread and we can all get paid

Premium spirit's, mixed with malt lyrics

Say my name
I will hunt you like Saddam Hussein

Coming out the Comptown soil
Niggas in the kingdom stay loyal

Always got a cup in my hand louis the 13th

I don't need to be a star
I got my own constellation

A live nation and heavy rotation

Secret society, never tried sobriety

Coroner on your corner, picking up the bodies

LowLows and Harley's mixed with Bacardi
Man, fuck everybody

To all my real niggas, raise your cups