Caribou Lou Lyrics - Everready: The Religion - Tech N9ne

Yeah, it's like the ultimate party favor baby you know 

Two cups will get her hot and out of her clothes you know 

Caribou Lou 

It's like 151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu 

Caribou, get them all numb, make baby girl come 

Out of her shell and raise hell 

Don't stop 'til the cops come 

Half a bottle of 151, off in a jug one cup of Malibu rum 

Baby, that's whassup? Then you fill the rest of the jug 

With pineapple juice and its cracking 

The only defect is waking up like, "What happened?" 

I like red light parties and fed right bodies 

Who like, red like Dolly and head right totties at night 

Aribou kay, ou-la, terrible day 

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You paid the liquor store teller with no hair-a to braid 

Touch, get the party jumping, keep the hotties humping 

I like them thick and juicy, so don't Pilate nothing 

Drinking to much Lou, you, you might be karate punching 

Or at the back of the club, attending the naughty luncheon 

Satin, Kool-Aid gives you hella 151, November dog 

So run kitty run, we gon' drink it until we done 

Diddy, dum, bum biddy bum 

Here Kansas City, come so give me some 

151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu 

Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come 

Outta her shell and raise hell 

We gon' party 'til the cops come 

151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu 

Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come 

Outta her shell and raise hell 

We gon' party 'til the cops come 

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I see double, I see triple, might be trouble, might see pistols 

We ain't trying to hear you hata's sucking on sickles 

We living it up in two double oh sizzle 

One to your maybro, unto your day go 

Why I'm the one to drink you under the table? 

And all the ladies that were doing time 

Want you to become a member of my drinking club 

You will find 

(Tech N9ne) 

Trying to tell her truly get nudie, yes, I even do L words 

In the fruity bazoodi, like to drink it and yell slurs at the movie 

If I'm heated, I'm off to get a Caribou Lou to cool me 

(Created) 

By Tech nizzle and T-wizzle 

One high day we mixed it up 

And then I say we drink Caribou-bizzle like I ladie 

Originated in Kansas City, Missouri since 1995 baby 

151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu 

Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come 

Outta her shell and raise hell 

We gon' party 'til the cops come 

151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu 

Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come 

Outta her shell and raise hell 

We gon' party 'til the cops come 

151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu 

Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come 

Outta her shell and raise hell 

We gon' party 'til the cops come 

Tar bender, I need a drother nink 

Release Caribou Lou and the party is utter kink 

Insane mainy, keep 'em coming then I'll remain zany 

'Cause I'da say baby, I'm trying to make you my main damey 

For the rest of the night, girl, you sexy and tight 

Come to me Casa and see these shock reflects and your right 

Groupies at 12 o' clock, man, I'm prawl I'll go 

(Ya, I'll recruit 'em) 

But ain't betten on crap and that's all I know 

Yeap, in my white tee and Nikes 

You might sight me slightly heifing 

Might see dry heave, die we shall not need IV's 

Beside me Siamese 

(Tech, huh, you not making any sense) 

I might make her wanna swawing a prada 

But once I get up on 'em I can do my thing I gotta 

(Tech) 

Hey, batta, batta, batta, batta, swaing a batta 

He can hit, he can hit, he can hit swawing a batta 

151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu 

Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come 

Outta her shell and raise hell 

We gon' party 'til the cops come 

151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu 

Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come 

Outta her shell and raise hell 

We gon' party 'til the cops come 

151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu 

Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come 

Outta her shell and raise hell 

We gon' party 'til the cops come 

151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu 

Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come 

Outta her shell and raise hell 

We gon' party 'til the cops come 

It goes 151, Malibu rum, pineapple juice 

Baby, we having some fun, yeah 

I'd like to give a big shout out to Caribou Lou 

'Cause I'm drinking it and they ain't paying me for it 

(Not yet, hah)