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Start this night out right so i dont fall on my face I got some red necks wit me ready to get drunk and shot da gauge They got 6 shots of tequila and half a bottle of bacardi The bottle came from someones cooler when we left the bonfire party They constantly askin fo mo and tryin to pour me up a shot Incredible hulk mixed wit vodka and a skotch on the rocks Crown royal wit coke a bud light my eye balls afloat So much fuckin liquid in me i got to hit da pisser fo sho Keepin up wit hill billys actin silly drunker then shit This might compare to my smokin song but pimpin this is not it This is my drinkin song so you know wut you got to do Drink twelve or twenty one or wut eva you do but dont stop at two [Chorus x2] This is my drinkin song And there aint no rules wut you waitin on Pop a bottle pour your self a shot or even brew your own If your goin to drink might as well drink until you hit the floor Afta you hit the floor get yo ass up and pour a couple mo Aight im alright listen to my words I have dranken up half the bar And still yet a swurl I heard I looked down at red neck he look like he was about to hurl Brother robby actin similiar but was spinnin like the world Now real rednecks can get drunk like some shit ive neva seen Ten shots bud lights fo chasin and ready for round eleventeen Letras de cancionesDemolition derbys at the races rodeos and hill streets When ever legal liqour sold white folks will meet But we all want to get fucked up and when i say we Im talkin about every nationality on this g.l.o.b.e And some do, some dont, some might like it, some wont, I'll tell you wut i love this so much im fucked up right now [Chorus x2] We jump in slappa's car dont worry this fool wasnt driven The outcome would of been ridiculous and we wouldnt of survived Believe it or not i was the most sober of the five of us Liquor in me got to piss again i feel like im bout to bust Good thing we got out the exit fo me to handle my buisness I jumped out to drain my lizard and god as my witness I see a truck load of moonshine hideing behind some trees Wit the keys in it and nobody around No one but me this mean we can get drunker and crunker And make us some cheese from mariana arkansas Through the woods back to tennessee This event start anotha good ol'boy fraiser drinkin day In the back of a chevelle pick up shootin of this daze [Chorus x2] From Letras Mania