Brooklyn Zu - Pour My Liquor lyrics

[Chorus 2X: Buddha Monk] I hit the streets on Friday night I got to roll up something right And pour my liquor, and pour my liquor [Merdoc] Aiyo, I'm up early, outfit and too thorough Yeah, we got to stay fly in my borough We stay hood, ya'll jet to Palmetto We eat good, we sharks in ya'll meadows Ya'll pay her, she pay in my fellow We do dirt, ya'll stay on old lizard We drink Henny, ya'll drink P.S. Izzo And my O.G. just scooped me in a limo Your O.G. just scooped you in a Pinto And I come back like The Count of Monte Cristo You O.T., I get brains from your bimbo I go all the way out for my kin folk [Chorus 2X] [12 O'Clock] It's a Friday, I rock the blue and white Pumas Red Monkey jeans, I step in the scene Oh my God, look at that Benz, look clean And look all them diamonds he got in his ring And his chain hang down to his ding-a-ling And his government is O. Turner getting that cream And he come from O.D.B., Russ Jones He could fill up a parking lot wit all the cars he own As we roll through burners, sipping Patron And we stop on Putnam, feeling that home And Franklin Ave., a place called home And Franklin Ave., a place called home [Chorus 2X] [Shorty sh**stain] I'm from old Brooklyn, the Zu n***as is at it again This time we bound to win I'm a b-boy, standing in my Brooklyn Zu stance And don't get mad, if you can't do the Brooklyn Zu dance My palms is sweaty, but I won't let my liquor slip Yeah, I'm ahead of this sh** It's a Friday, I'm driving on the highway Hope the police don't get behind me f** around, they gon' have to find me Where do we go from here I love to drink my beer, and this right here Be the Brooklyn Zu year, yeah [Chorus 4X]