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da mafia 6ix - liquor n drugs lyrics

[hook: dj paul] 8x
f-ckin’ with that liquor and them drugs

[verse 1: dj paul]
i say: twist it, hit it, light it, that’s that burn that hay
in the bong kush come smokin’ on that hay
i followed it up with yay
most n-ggas can’t do that play
take a sip of grand marnier
my beats for the loop lay
n-gga i’m on that oldschool sh-t
gettin’ high, makin’ that oldschol sh-t
gettin’ high, f-cking me a oldschool b-tch
that i met on the mystic stylez sh-t
lighters in the air for lord infamous!
i said: lighters in the air for lord infamous!
smoke one, b-tch

[verse 2: mjg]
this is how i spit it when i wanna spit it with the hi-hat
i’m pimp tight mjg, i’mma make you wanna buy that
download, cd, mixtape, mp3
b-tches up to stick up daily but that sh-t ain’t temptin’ me
… break up for a b-tch, i rather break a hoe
make her go to distance
see that’s how far i can really take her so
tasteless hoe, never get smart at the mouth
i gotta back up b-tch
drank a yak, smoke a sack
now it’s time for you to back up b-tch

[hook: dj paul] 8x
f-ckin’ with that liquor and them drugs

[verse 3: lord infamous]
went up to the liquor store
got me a fifth of the hennessy
got some stouts just comin’ up
i hope those b-tches are ready to g
p-ss paul the blunt, he take three hits, he p-ss it back to me
listening to a new track we just dropped
coming through the a.m.p, got back to the crib
opened the freezer and cracked the ice tray
fillin on some gl-sses, the hoes just called, they on the way
hey so we chiefin, hoes jump up, i started to pourin’
the hennessy, the gift to see and this sh-t won’t be borin’
hoes will be whorin, n-ggas will be scorin’
f-ckin on the floors and deep sea explorin’
but anyway the sl-ts feel it and then they started to sip it
twenty minutes later she on my d-ck, i started to dip it
dogin coochies, workin hoochies
makin them b-tches do they duties
soon as i got trough, kicked they -ss out
then i watched a movie
now my -ss is layed out on the rug
toked up, f-ckin wit that liquor and dat bud mane

[hook: dj paul] 8x
f-ckin’ with that liquor and them drugs

[verse 4: koopsta knicca]
(?) my (?) and go away
i prayed to god, my sins never went away
koopsta knicca, all n-ggas
y’all n-ggas triple six members
(?) from the (?), check yo vest
hoe you dare, it’s like crunchy said
i sleep with ammo, rolled kush dope
blunts we smoke
and blow out a cloud of smoke

[verse 5: crunchy black]
i smoke weed, i smoke bud, i f-cked off with (?)
i f-cked off with (?) molly, she’s a freaky little sl-t
see i bent that b-tch over and i f-cked her in the b-tt
she licked on my nuts, yes she licked on my nuts
full of all that grand marnier and i’m ’bout to bust a nut
all on that b-tch face, cause i’m full of that drug
f-ckin’ off with liquor and dat bud (what what?)
f-ckin’ off with liquor and dat bud

[hook: dj paul] 8x
f-ckin’ with that liquor and them drugs

- da mafia 6ix lyrics

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