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Everybody Drunk Lyrics - Battle Of The Sexes - Ludacris

[Chorus:Repeat x4] 

Everybody with me drunk as fuck 

Break it down and roll it up 

Everybody with me drunk as fuck 

Break it down and roll it up 

 

Ok, ok, ok now everybody with me drunk as fuck 

Break it down and roll it up 

Everybody got they killaz with 'em 

Rep yo side and throw it up 

 

Po' it up and it's goin' down 

Light another blunt and it's goin' round 

Puff, puff pass you can toast yo glass 

Later we'll screw and slow it up 

 

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If you make it fast, I can make it last 

And I'm a nigga that's makin' cash 

Eight figures in the bank and I pull yo rank 

What you thank with ya hatin' ass 

 

Hehehehehe, you think you fly, I know you not 

Hehehehehe, you tote yo knife, I tote my glock 

 

Big body Cadillac, women in the backseat, 

Speakers steady pumpin' as I pass these losers 

Yo car too small, why? Cause I can't fit my women in a PT Cruiser 

Get ya cake up, get ya weight up way up to the top 'til u can't go further 

These snitches is after my riches and yes I smell bloody murder 

 

When I cock back with a drop dat can't block dat lock dat fools betta stop dat 

Otherwise you can pop back 

But after dumpin a round you'll be wonderin' where the cops at 

Where the cops at? Cause I'm drunk as fuck 

Tell 'em I'm far from sober 

Cause if the po po happen to pull me over 

I'm a just tell 'em 

 

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[Chorus:Repeat x4] 

 

Ay Luda, you know niggaz over here, over here kushed out, iced out nigga G's 

Up nigga, it's Scrappy, O-K-K-KAY! 

E'rybody with me, bitches lookin tipsy, goons posted up case a hater try to tempt me 

Pull out the roach, roll up the dough, money I'ma throw again holla at my folk 

All I need is a bitch right now, to blow me away then take me down 

I need another fuckin Conjure round, hot wing, Gucci, out to the lounge 

You might just see me but I can't dig deep nigga with gold teeth 

Nigga then O-D on VSOP, and if not now slowly but surely 

Shake 'em like LeBron, shoot 'em like Kobe, if they say chill I just pay the police 

In the club chillin with G-S-U-P, but after go down it's in D.T.P. 

That's a rock, got you pissy and you dizzy, wanna hit me 

But not really, please don't mix me, I'm a boss, my dogs bite quickly 

If nobody's out here with me I'ma do this shit myself 

Smoke and drink off for my health like I don't need nobody else 

Scrap's so true to smokin crucial, swishin on swishas with Luda 

I'm, in the Playas Circle, this G shit you hoes ain't used ta 

I got my own kush pack and got my own liquor 

"Ay what you call that?" I call it Cleveland 

Now nigga! 

 

[Chorus:Repeat x7] 

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