Lyrics:
99 Bottles of Beer Lyrics BY: D-Black
1st verse
I knew this player name Heineken his Boy Corona/
Old foster ran a juke joint on the corner/
Colors
(Brrr)
Change a bitch life when she
Layin' with a hustler
Had the same attitude when I
Was playin' with a onion (Uh, huh)
Your girl ask for cash
You might
Okay now they say home is where the hate is
Pulling up, "Hi, haters!"
I know, I've been on a hiatus
Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by
fatal
He died right there upon the kitchen table BLAOW
It happened all alone in his house
Not a creature was stirrin, not a roach or a mouse
And I
all that shit back in the day
It's total, total lack of self-respect on his part man
[Verse 1]
Surrounded by all these little piggies
Round a pool
ya ass off
Whassup white girl?
Drink, smoke, party ya ass off
You know you ain't got no ass to party off
But fuck it, we'll work wit'chu, it's Tha
range from us dancing real close
To you catching me with those other girls
I'd warn you empty White Claws and
Crusty socks riddle the floor
But seeing
when you dead or on lock, that's when that balling stops
[Chorus: x4]
Born gutter, another raised by a single mother
Had to struggle, youngest
fatal
He died right there upon the kitchen table blaow
It happened all alone in his house
Not a creature was stirrin', not a roach or a mouse
And I
look of fulfillment
Well it stretched across his face
Thought about his new life
Maybe he'd find himself a girl share
A flat and a mattress
Sure, they'd
shit, nigga (yo, DD in the house)
I ain't forget ya (Drunken Dragon)
There's too many tables for you to fuck with me
Uh, uh, keep it real
(Manchus,
cousin caught a next shot
Out in yard, tryna line up a headshot
Flew back home tryna get it by the headlock
I was getting boxes, banging it in Z shots
An empty seat at t-ball games
Just a sacrifice he'll make
Make it up, next weekend comes along
Years go by and that day comes too soon
That boy goes off
surprise
I got a Californa queen sleepin by my side
She's about 5'5, with a body of a queen
Type of girl ya keep around it ain't no 1 night fling
And me
shit, nigga (yo, DD in the house)
I ain't forget ya (Drunken Dragon)
There's too many tables for you to fuck with me
Uh, uh, keep it real
(Manchus,
He died right there upon the kitchen table BLAOW
It happened all alone in his house
Not a creature was stirrin, not a roach or a mouse
And I was
Listen good this is God talking
Talk about designers I’m the God model
God speed so the movement everlasting
God seed so every girl around me here
good and chilling life is a cook out
These days on birthdays we pull the suits out
Dinner table long enough to fit inside of two house
Keep your nose
girl hold my
Down an unreasonable amount
Like what your label gave
Before they abandoned you
We be fly, but on the inside
Shit we look like Crash
pretty girl she had so much bling I went out the next day a brought her a diamond ring in the summer when the kids go back to school getting even Smarter
you that I ain't no punk
And you know that I'm fateful (Uh)
By the way that I lay low (Uh) you would think that
I stay on house arrest they do daily
right there upon the kitchen table BLAOW
It happened all alone in his house
Not a creature was stirrin, not a roach or a mouse
And I was just with him,
never be bolder
I'm lifted up by my love for you
She's got a heart filled with heaven
A girl you wanna defend and
Do everything for her that you can do
I
cable for us
But e no mean say
We no go turn tables again with no D.J
Same thing over again its so cliche
They trynna make sure
Pe mo sise
Me I go in they
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