Step right up!
 From the East to the West  from the North to the South
 Sign up right'ere  your scheduled membership
 to the drinkin club
 Uhh...
 *chorus*
 They got you soaked (that's right)
 I see your cup up (drink it to em)
 Let's get drunk
 and get my fortune out of my drinking club
 [E 40]
 E 40 in the C L I C
 Stuck up in the house  party top celebrity
 Burpin and gurpin  gelchin the bourbon, lurkin around
 I'm seein all kinda broads, from outta town
 Uhh, top hots, tycoons, big cheeses
 Plus the perpetual jahahnjawel priestess
 Homies and lurkers and things like that up under the vertical shade
 Rovers in lamborghinis swimming pink bikinis, lingerie
 Tryin to knock her big ass by all bus lights on Fridays
 If you're not a member of my drinking club, sideways
 What kind of motherfuckin perculatoins you niggaz got
 up in the refridgerator?
 Who wanna join my drinkin club, sign up the legislature
 Might not know how to read and write but I do know how to count money
 You can call me Lieutenant Fuck a Hoe but all the ruskie runny
 You can dip but don't screw up, speakers on sub
 Beat your ass, my drinking club
 *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 gallons of the finest nitrous
 Oh girl 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 rollin
 You know how I do, I got bunny boo boo grippin and totin
 Fools be pimpin, we guaranteed to have you spittin
 Bobcat tight, while I'm pullin secure out my linen
 I'm nothin but a baller, alkaholic bitches pop my collar
 Tearin down pussy walls in your motherfuckin daughter
 M-O-S, S-I-E
 M-U-G, and K-I-V
 Always to' with E-4-0
 Hit the air like cubes by a liquor store
 [E-40]
 Motherfuckers better know, we gets down like that
 Straighten up, beer mugs, my drinkin cup bitch!
 *chorus w/ variations* 2X
 So damn deep, I can't call it
 I guess I'm just an alkaholic
 Huh, dagnabbit, doggonit
 Ya Hillside hillbilly vomit
 Back and forth to the bathroom constantly
 All the actors gather up, and watch me
 Get super twisted highly afflicted every day a cherry
 Go on my body and throw up on the bartender
 Pull out a wad of money, ballers up to par
 Treat the whole party, by buyin up the bar
 Sharp pain and orange juice got my moose up
 Stainless artichokes, tequila poppes, Medusas
 Better prepare myself for the upset stomach, ohhh
 Stop by the M.P. on the way home and pick up a bottle of Pepto-Bismol
 Step right up now last call for alcohol
 Get your hurricane gorilla 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 all 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 club, understand that
 bitch?
 A: It's the drinkin club, we gets to' back main
 Once you drink with us, you won't be the same
 The drinkin club, we can't slow down main
 We're gonna drink you all, we got a monster pit
 That's right
 B: I wanna get high, I wanna get loaded
 and tuck, throw up, and drink again
 repeat A, first line of B, then chorus 5X (E-40 talking throughout