Ant Banks

Ant Banks - Pervin lyrics

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Let's go hit the l-i-q, man
 Hit the what, nigga?
 The l-i-q, man
 Let's do that

 Hey nephew
 What you got on my drink?
 Biatch
 Nigga, I'm bout to get blitzed up my wits
 Biiiaiaitch

 (Pervin)
 For sho
 One mo' 'gen, my niggas
 (I feel like pervin)
 Ah-ah
 Derty werkin for certain
 What you doin?
 I'm tryin to get high
 (I feel like pervin)
 T.D.W.Y.
 Biatch
 Do that shit
 Biatch
 (Pervin)

 Short Dog, it's on you, nigga
 Now

 {Too $hort}
 I just left the sto' with a bottle of blue
 I'm drinkin bombay safire, what's up with you?
 You want a Tangueray or that Seagram's?
 I'm on that 94 proof, fuck them weak ones
 I might be a skinny little nigga, but I can drink
 Designated driver, tell me what you think
 You on the passenger side or are you drivin?
 You get to drive, and I'ma keep gettin high then
 Let your square-ass get me home
 Smoke a few indo joints to the dome
 We gettin high like Jimi Hendrix
 Smokin that Northern California Tremendous
 Hit y'all upside down left-handed
 You muthafuckas really don't understand it
 My drink was made in England with them herbs and fruits
 It ain't no 80-somethin, I told you it was 94 proof
 Biatch

 (Pervin)
 What we doin
 (I feel like pervin)
 Muthafuckas in this muthafucka on stomp status
 Up in this muthafucka pervin
 (I feel like pervin)
 Got your boy Captain-Save-A-Hoe up in here
 Fuck they know
 They ain't knowin
 (Pervin)
 Hey 40
 You know your boy saved you a drink
 Cause you know I got you
 So sip up

 {E-40}
 Uugh, I musta woke up early this morning on the wrong side of the bed
 Cause the last thing that I can remember is a sap bitch givin me head
 I don't know how I got to the crib, can't recall where I parked my stick
 All I remember tellin that hoe was, "bitch, don't bite my dick"
 Well, did she bite yo dick? yeah, kinda sorta
 How you feelin today? shit, I'm kinda sober
 What kinda car was you drivin? I think I was in my Nova
 What the hell was you drinkin? Everclear on my Mossa

 {Rappin' 4-Tay}
 I can't hang with you muthafuckas, y'all way past tilt
 And 40 Water, you got your homie sprung on that Gorilla Milk
 A gang of that Broccoli to the brain
 Hurlin all night off them Hurricanes
 I think I just might make a new drink
 Gettin to the point where I can't think
 Woke up talkin what happened last night? I don't remember shit
 But I looked down, seen a bad bitch sleep on a nigga's dick
 Feelin the aftermath of the hangover
 Coulda been that bomb doja
 I'm splurgin and swervin
 I still feel like pervin

 (Pervin)
 Ah-ha
 Ah-ha
 Biatch
 (I feel like pervin)
 Niggas in this muthafucka on one
 On a good one
 In this muthafucka pervin
 (I feel like pervin)
 40 Fonzarelli a/k/a Charlie Hustle
 (Pervin)
 Where that nigga Anthony at?

 {Ant Banks}
 Sippin on Safire mixed with a little bit of whatchamacallit
 Burpin, slurpin, I'm a cold-ass alcoholic
 Nigga, perkin, and all that anti-high shit ain't workin
 If I don't get to Alcoholics Anonymous quick
 I ain't gon' remember shit
 M-mh, just flashbacks, I think I need a box of Tums
 Cos I got a cold case of the runs
 Shit, too much alcoholic consumption
 Conjunction, junction, what's yo function?

 {Captain Save-Em}
 Well, [?], when it comes to drinkin I'm a new boy, a boob, a rookie
 Last night these niggas had me drinkin somethin called Silky-Silky
 I asked if they can make mine just a little bit weaker
 That's when that nigga 40 handed me one these liquors named Moesha
 It was mixed with Krypton Brothers blended with a swig of ice tea
 Muthafucka, what it is the hell you're tryin to do to me?
 Had my head spinnin, stomach shittin out some rocks
 I rinsed it down with some Evian water, had me pissin on my socks

 (Pervin)
 Hell yeah
 Muthafucka up in this bitch pervin
 (I feel like pervin)
 Shit, is this a borin day
 Nigga, wanna play some dominos?
 (I feel like pervin)
 Shoot some dice
 Hit the liquor sto'
 (Pervin)
 Go get a bottle of that Get-Me-Right
 And get to, and get to
 (Pervin)
 Get to pervin on they hoe ass
 Make me feel good
 (I feel like pervin)
 Hit the hood, slide out
 Burn some rubber
 (I feel like pervin)
 Pick up my hoe-ass, slut-ass bitch
 And let her suck yo dick
 In the middle of the daylight
 In front of all your sidehops
 That's pervin, nigga
 Biatch

 I feel like pervin
 When a bitch be servin
 In her mouth
 Biatch
 Pervin
 I feel like pervin
 When a hoe be swervin
 Her lips and she be out

 Outta line
 Biatch
 I love that
 Nigga on one
 Twisted, nigga, in this bitch bent
 Muthafucka hollered that shit
 They say, that nigga Feezy a fool
 Nigga, you was that bitch feelin it, hah?
 I say hell yeah, nigga
 Now
 Biatch
 Where that nigga Anthony at?
 Too $heezy
 Captain Save-Em
 My nigga Forte
 In this bitch-ass nigga we doin this
 I thougth you thought I'm a jig, bitch
 Pervin
 I feel like pervin
 Hooo
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Thump Records, Inc.

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

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