Kottonmouth Kings - K.O.T.T.O.N.M.O.U.T.H. lyrics

[Hook] I say K-O-T-T-O-N-M-O-U-T-H-K-I-N-Gs Drunk in this b**h, get drunk in this b**h, get drunk in this b**h (let's go) (hey) I say K-O-T-T-O-N-M-O-U-T-H-K-I-N-Gs Drunk in this b**h, get drunk in this b**h, get drunk in this b**h (let's go) (hey) [Verse 1: Johnny Richter] If getting drunk was a sport I'd be an all-star Catch me at the bar raisin' the bar with another side car Moonshine out the jar, kush out my cigar As I roll a golf cart on the course chasing pars Drivin' like I'm NASCAR I really I'm in it playing video games lit Like I'm in to win it when on the beer pong We can play til your finished Just bring some cups And a something I got a case of Guinness I'm a professinal man popping tops with my lighter I'm like the Donald Trump of drinking and homie your fired Stayin' higher than the competition call me your a sire I'll be a Kottonmouth King til' I'm dead and expired Never retire, never say die, never slow down As long as I'm breathin' I'll be repin' the crown and repping my town Placentia 'till I'm six in the ground Let's get some wraps and some pounds And some f**in' more rounds (I said) [Hook] [Verse 2: D-Loc] I camped in the coup I'm getting loose off the juice Getting drunk in this b**h Getting drunk in this b**h Hat co*ked low, pants sag to da flo' Gotta big tittied b**h (Body rockin' to the flow) Yo! You know you want her Gotta hold her when you have it Grab it, love it, cause you need it Best believe I be pimping 'em Smokin' and sipping Double dash when I'm flipping And you think you can f** with me (haha) Kickin' a**, taking names, as I throw these claims You know I'm still claiming PTB Kickin' a**, taking names as I throw these claims You know I'm still claiming PTB So motion with the potion I proceed to make my eyes bleed Little's not enough Bomb trees when I puff Faces with the chronic, throw it up, speed with the bluff Things you love the chronic buzz Hustler-d with it cuz [Hook] [Verse 3: Daddy X] We start the day with a little splish-splash Some O.J., vodka chased by some kodiak To get your head buzzing With a little something-something We get em' buzzing til the girls are like kissing cousins Margareta drinks are dancing in the blender Top shelf is what we drink when we going on a bender The sun is shining down and my shoes are getting wet I'm a 'G' from the old skool (eh mr. Bartender) Drinks are on the house Come from Mr. Daddy X And the best for the guests from the Kottonmouth Krest Manifest and s** quest in the cage from the west We infest the nest like a game of roulette One shot, two shot, three shot, four Now all are lyin' face down on the floor And we goin' back for more Like true can kiss a door Swinging swords like lords with a microphone cord [Hook x2]