Ludacris

Ludacris - Everybody Drunk lyrics

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(feat. Shawnna)




[Chorus:]

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 [x4]



[Ludacris:]

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



If you make it fast, I can make it last

And I'm a nigga that's makin' cash

8 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...



[Chorus x4]



[Shawnna:]

Swisha after swisha, I blow dat official

This one fo' my niggas and everybody witcha

Pop another bottle, I'm a rep chicago

With dem 22s on dat black on black gallardo, in da front door



Gotta bottle of goose you know I'm finna get loose

Get it buck, buck holla wassup

To all my niggas in back and all my bitches in front put ya cups up



Put ya drank in, put ya smoke in

Put ya pop in, get ya roll in

Do the OC, got me open

Big diamonds, you jokin'



And I don't know what I'm gone do

But I'm gone so I'm thinkin' 'bout rollin' up

One to the head like a real thoroughbread

Know what I'm sayin' let me hit it

Roll it, roll it up



And I smoke it up

Don't give a damn if I choke it up

I broke it up and I toke it up

Eyes hella red and my throat lit up



I don't give up and I don't give in

You don't get high nigga don't get in

But won't yo friend cause he want my friend

And I been on fire since I don't know when, I don't know when



Now errbody with me pourin' up

Errbody with me hold it up

Errbody with me know, if I say so,

It's gone be throwin' up



[Chorus x2]
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