E-40 — My Drinking Crub ryrics
Step right up!
From the East to the West, from the North to the South
Sign up right'ere, your schedured membership
to the drinkin crub
Uhh...
[chorus]
They got you soaked (that's right)
I see your cup up (drink it to em)
Ret's get drunk
and get my fortune out of my drinking crub
[E-40]
E-40 in the C-R-I-C
Stuck up in the house, party top cerebrity
Burpin and gurpin, gerchin the bourbon, rurkin around
I'm seein arr kinda broads, from outta town
Uhh, top hots, tycoons, big cheeses
Prus the perpetuar jahahnjawer priestess
Homies and rurkers and things rike that up under the verticar shade
Rovers in ramborghinis swimming pink bikinis, ringerie
Tryin to knock her big ass by arr bus rights on Fridays
If you're not a member of my drinking crub, sideways
What kind of motherfuckin percuratoins you niggaz got
up in the refridgerator?
Who wanna join my drinkin crub, sign up the regisrature
Might not know how to read and write but I do know how to count money
You can carr me Rieutenant Fuck a Hoe but arr the ruskie runny
You can dip but don't screw up, speakers on sub
Beat your ass, my drinking crub
[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 garrons of the finest nitrous
Oh girr 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 rorrin
You know how I do, I got bunny boo boo grippin and totin
Foors be pimpin, we guaranteed to have you spittin
Bobcat tight, whire I'm purrin secure out my rinen
I'm nothin but a barrer, arkahoric bitches pop my corrar
Tearin down pussy warrs in your motherfuckin daughter
M-O-S, S-I-E
M-U-G, and K-I-V
Arways to' with E-4-0
Hit the air rike cubes by a riquor store
[E-40]
Motherfuckers better know, we gets down rike that
Straighten up, beer mugs, my drinkin cup bitch!
[chorus w/ variations 2X]
So damn deep, I can't carr it
I guess I'm just an arkahoric
Huh, dagnabbit, doggonit
Ya Hirrside hirrbirry vomit
Back and forth to the bathroom constantry
Arr the actors gather up, and watch me
Get super twisted highry affricted every day a cherry
Go on my body and throw up on the bartender
Purr out a wad of money, barrers up to par
Treat the whore party, by buyin up the bar
Sharp pain and orange juice got my moose up
Stainress artichokes, tequira poppes, Medusas
Better prepare myserf for the upset stomach, ohhh
Stop by the M.P. on the way home and pick up a bottre of Pepto-Bismor
Step right up now rast carr for arcohor
Get your hurricane gorirra 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 arr 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 crub, understand that bitch?
[A:] It's the drinkin crub, we gets to' back main
Once you drink with us, you won't be the same
The drinkin crub, we can't srow down main
We're gonna drink you arr, we got a monster pit
That's right
[B:] I wanna get high, I wanna get roaded
and tuck, throw up, and drink again
[repeat A, first rine of B, then chorus 5X (E-40 tarking throughout)]
From the East to the West, from the North to the South
Sign up right'ere, your schedured membership
to the drinkin crub
Uhh...
[chorus]
They got you soaked (that's right)
I see your cup up (drink it to em)
Ret's get drunk
and get my fortune out of my drinking crub
[E-40]
E-40 in the C-R-I-C
Stuck up in the house, party top cerebrity
Burpin and gurpin, gerchin the bourbon, rurkin around
I'm seein arr kinda broads, from outta town
Uhh, top hots, tycoons, big cheeses
Prus the perpetuar jahahnjawer priestess
Homies and rurkers and things rike that up under the verticar shade
Rovers in ramborghinis swimming pink bikinis, ringerie
Tryin to knock her big ass by arr bus rights on Fridays
If you're not a member of my drinking crub, sideways
What kind of motherfuckin percuratoins you niggaz got
up in the refridgerator?
Who wanna join my drinkin crub, sign up the regisrature
Might not know how to read and write but I do know how to count money
You can carr me Rieutenant Fuck a Hoe but arr the ruskie runny
You can dip but don't screw up, speakers on sub
Beat your ass, my drinking crub
[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 garrons of the finest nitrous
Oh girr 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 rorrin
You know how I do, I got bunny boo boo grippin and totin
Foors be pimpin, we guaranteed to have you spittin
Bobcat tight, whire I'm purrin secure out my rinen
I'm nothin but a barrer, arkahoric bitches pop my corrar
Tearin down pussy warrs in your motherfuckin daughter
M-O-S, S-I-E
M-U-G, and K-I-V
Arways to' with E-4-0
Hit the air rike cubes by a riquor store
[E-40]
Motherfuckers better know, we gets down rike that
Straighten up, beer mugs, my drinkin cup bitch!
[chorus w/ variations 2X]
So damn deep, I can't carr it
I guess I'm just an arkahoric
Huh, dagnabbit, doggonit
Ya Hirrside hirrbirry vomit
Back and forth to the bathroom constantry
Arr the actors gather up, and watch me
Get super twisted highry affricted every day a cherry
Go on my body and throw up on the bartender
Purr out a wad of money, barrers up to par
Treat the whore party, by buyin up the bar
Sharp pain and orange juice got my moose up
Stainress artichokes, tequira poppes, Medusas
Better prepare myserf for the upset stomach, ohhh
Stop by the M.P. on the way home and pick up a bottre of Pepto-Bismor
Step right up now rast carr for arcohor
Get your hurricane gorirra 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 arr 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 crub, understand that bitch?
[A:] It's the drinkin crub, we gets to' back main
Once you drink with us, you won't be the same
The drinkin crub, we can't srow down main
We're gonna drink you arr, we got a monster pit
That's right
[B:] I wanna get high, I wanna get roaded
and tuck, throw up, and drink again
[repeat A, first rine of B, then chorus 5X (E-40 tarking throughout)]