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KRIZZ KALIKO FT. BIG SCOOB & TWIZTID lyrics : "Dixie Cup"

[Hook:]
I'm feeling up my dixie cup
Throwing up and I'm liquored up

Stumblin' and I'm spilling stuff
Like hell yeah (Hell yeah!)


Double fistin' my dixie cup
Twiztid and I'm liquored up
Toasted and not lifted up

Like hell yeah (Hell yeah!)

[Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko]

Put your cups up and I'm drinkin', tryna get $#&@ed up
They buyin' it for me , I'm locked up and looking for Scoob
They showin' cleavage so free drinks they can get the receiving

But I ain't buying cause you ain't leavin' with me
What I'm gonna do?
I'm off in the dark and now I'm clear, I don't drink any beer

I try to cut 'em off they keep headin' 'em here
Now I'm too drunk to steer
Get drunk like we're supposed to

Pop off the top of the oranges drink some mimosas
But when I get closer she tell me she goes to shows, now listen closely
Salue! Drink until my face is black and blue

Tippin' the waitress so she gon keep on goin' by you
I'm off that KC tea, Caribou is super dew
I tryna get drunk as a skunk so any liquor will do, Kali


[Hook]


[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
Drunk as $#&@ right now, I ain't lyin' ^!$$%
Been sippin' all night, I'm prime ^!$$%

Drunk and stupid, 'bout to lose it, did I say I'm stupid?
Old job, me and Brook how we keep it movin'
Look at daddy, brought my body, colours rossipatti

Mr. Potti when I'm pissin', help me somebody
Almighty if you listenin', help me please God
I'm outside, nothin' drive, can you steer the car?

Lift the door head spinnin', I ain't getting far
Pedal to the metal, rebel so I'm pushing hard
Pistol cop, tryna make it back to the block

Running red, tires spins, must evade the cops

[Hook]


[Verse 3: Monoxide (Twiztid)]
I guess tonight's the night that we blame it all on the Dixie cup

It's barely 6 o'clock and already I'm feelin' super drunk
And like my spirits her shirt keeps liftin'
And if I had to sum her up with one word

Bottles are poppin' and everybody's wonderin' if we're gonna stop
All I keep thinkin' is let me keep drinkin' until I go puke in the parkin' lot
Bunch of them call the cops, now I gotta find another way to get my shots

I don't remember which way I came so I'mma stay away from my trucks

[Verse 4: Madrox (Twiztid)]

Pull me up, I don't know what you want with my Dixie cup
Juvenile approved 'til I'm drunk it's tough
Cause I'm over at the bar tryna love a !@#%

Cause I like to cut and I put 'em in the butt 'til they bust or not
Cause I'm crazy like that so don't you know
So I puked a little bit and blinked my eye

Tryna see if I can take that six beats home
Ciroc and Grey goose, free olives and vodka
Friendly rum chowder bottle bottle bottom's up

And might lick a middle day meek solid
Just my apologies for drinkin' your drop
So put the bill on my tab, you throw the deuces since I'm arrived


[Hook]

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