My Drinking Club Lyrics by E-40

My Drinking Club Lyrics

    Step right up!
    From the East to the West, from the North to the South
    Sign up right'ere, your scheduled membership
    to the drinkin club

    Uhh...

    *chorus*
    They got you soaked (that's right)
    I see your cup up (drink it to em)
    Let's get drunk
    and get my fortune out of my drinking club

    [E-40]
    E-40 in the C-L-I-C
    Stuck up in the house, party top celebrity
    Burpin and gurpin, gelchin the bourbon, lurkin around
    I'm seein all kinda broads, from outta town
    Uhh, top hots, tycoons, big cheeses
    Plus the perpetual jahahnjawel priestess
    Homies and lurkers and things like that up under the vertical shade
    Rovers in lamborghinis swimming pink bikinis, lingerie
    Tryin to knock her big ass by all bus lights on Fridays
    If you're not a member of my drinking club, sideways
    What kind of motherfuckin perculatoins you niggaz got
    up in the refridgerator?
    Who wanna join my drinkin club, sign up the legislature
    Might not know how to read and write but I do know how to count money
    You can call me Lieutenant Fuck a Hoe but all the ruskie runny
    You can dip but don't screw up, speakers on sub
    Beat your ass, my drinking club

    *chorus w/ variations* 2X

    [Young Mugzi]
    I got you perved on some of the righteous, who's the tightest
    I'm down with pipes fifth and gallons of the finest nitrous
    Oh girl now pass the joint to the nigga big head
    Where I hear about your scheamin but the rotations I don't jinn
    Who dog sin? Big fin is what I'm rollin
    You know how I do, I got bunny boo boo grippin and totin
    Fools be pimpin, we guaranteed to have you spittin
    Bobcat tight, while I'm pullin secure out my linen
    I'm nothin but a baller, alkaholic bitches pop my collar
    Tearin down pussy walls in your motherfuckin daughter
    M-O-S, S-I-E
    M-U-G, and K-I-V
    Always to' with E-4-0
    Hit the air like cubes by a liquor store

    [E-40]
    Motherfuckers better know, we gets down like that
    Straighten up, beer mugs, my drinkin cup bitch!

    *chorus w/ variations* 2X

    So damn deep, I can't call it
    I guess I'm just an alkaholic
    Huh, dagnabbit, doggonit
    Ya Hillside hillbilly vomit
    Back and forth to the bathroom constantly
    All the actors gather up, and watch me
    Get super twisted highly afflicted every day a cherry
    Go on my body and throw up on the bartender
    Pull out a wad of money, ballers up to par
    Treat the whole party, by buyin up the bar
    Sharp pain and orange juice got my moose up
    Stainless artichokes, tequila poppes, Medusas
    Better prepare myself for the upset stomach, ohhh
    Stop by the M.P. on the way home and pick up a bottle of Pepto-Bismol

    Step right up now last call for alcohol
    Get your hurricane gorilla member here ya monsters

    That's right, cause when we and my motherfuckin entourage
    get together and we come back from a motherfuckin concert
    and the afterpaty jumpin off, I wanna see ID's, we got video cameras
    We checkin all you bastards under 21 or under 18 or whatever however
    Ya understand that? You better have your membership card
    if you wanna come join my motherfuckin drinkin club, understand that bitch?

    A: It's the drinkin club, we gets to' back main
    Once you drink with us, you won't be the same
    The drinkin club, we can't slow down main
    We're gonna drink you all, we got a monster pit

    That's right

    B: I wanna get high, I wanna get loaded
    and tuck, throw up, and drink again

    repeat A, first line of B, then chorus 5X (E-40 talking throughout)

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