Oh Blimey - Moonshine lyrics

[Intro Skit] [Hook x2:] So when the sun goes down And the moonshine's young Said, I'll be going out Just to tear sh** up [Verse 1:] I'm feeling Friday night good, I'm with my squad and they know That tonight, we getting spicy like a jalapeno Yup, them spanish broads ain't gonna say „No” ‘Cause we ain't making casadias but we dropping caso Hey though – they know They should see on they own That if they comin' out with me then that night he should stay home ‘Cause I'm not a morning person I'm an evening broad And there's no sushi on my sideS, but my sneakers' raw And I'm not perfect, I know every human being's flawed But b**hes say when they shake my hand, it's like they meeting God Goddamn, why I'm always on my co*ky sh**? ‘Cause all my songs hit hard – no floppy disk And I'll sign your CD even if you copied it ‘Cause I'm about to get rich and that is obvious, so Let's get back to what the topic is Tonight we getting pucked up – hockey stick [Hook x2:] [Verse 2:] Little mama's body so cold – freezeframe Taking bodyshots of Patron – pregame Yup, just like the national anthemn Got these b**hes rollin' through in a casual fashion They tryina' take me for ransom But it's „Long Hair, Don't Care”, like them f*ggots from Hanson Hah, I'm joking, used to love them as a little girl Prolly because I thought that they were other little girls Now how's that for the kettle calling the pot black? Aw, snap, these trees got me off track I roll one, just preparing for blastoff This Smirnoff got me smearin' on, twist the cap off This the type of night get you out of a bad mood It's filled with bad b**hes, enough of the bad news Get on our monkey business, not acting a baboon Might stop at sea soon for renewed tattoos and ooh This night's gonna be a cla**ic We can get the club crackin' like chap lips We be on our fresh sh**, we ain't with them stale kids So we ‘bout to go all types of nuts – trailmix [Hook x2:] [Outro Skit]