Got kinda high and uhh kinda [bad word] 
Beer drinkin beer beer drinkin eight ball  [bad word]  repeat 4X 
Got kinda high and uhh kinda [bad word] 
Beer drinkin beer beer drinkin eight ball 
Verse One: 
I'm sittin' at the bar with a hundred dollar bill 
The homies [bad word]  late so I got some time to kill 
I'm peepin' out this freak in the booth in the corner 
I think I seen her rollin a Noble nosin under and moanin 
Two hookers walked in and they was lookin' for a vic 
But they, kept on passin' me by coz they can recognize a trick 
Twenty minutes later and two double shots of yak 
I take a look up at the clock, now where the [bad word] the homies at 
I feel my pagers on my hipbone, who could it be 
Cuz I done talked to everybody that I was 'sposed to see 
Hahaa! Now I know, the story is told 
And I don't even call 'em back cuz they don't know the homie cold 
I recieved a page my [bad word] from the phone in the back 
I got a wink from a fine [bad word] sista dressed in black 
Another double shout of yak and now the room is spinnin' 
But that's only the beginning, god [bad word]   [bad word] 
Verse Two: 
I take a walk out to the front to get myself some air and 
see if I see the homies, but they still ain't there 
There's a fool outside [bad word] and he want to get into it 
I was strapped I coulda killed him, but I didn't do it 
I opted for the walk-away, watch the busta talk away 
So mister policeman, you can put your chalk away 
I mobb back in the club, and, kick it at my table 
Cause, niggaz be acting stupid, and stupid [bad word] is fatal 
The homies is hella late, and now I'm startin' to think 
Homegirl that gave me the wink from earlier just bought me a drink 
She's sittin' at a stool at the other side of the bar 
Doing tricks with her tounge and a cherry like a porno star 
The club is gettin' packed and the party is jumpin 
Another double shot of yak and I'm on the dancefloor bumpin' 
She's licking in my ear and, now I'm feeling faded 
It's 11:35 and the homies still ain't made it  [bad word] 
Verse Three: 
Now I'm on the dance floor with baby and, [bad word] is gettin' hectic 
The big homey done erected, [bad word] I've been affected 
By the funk in the boom and the booty in the room 
This ain't [bad word] but this Brick House got me on zoom 
Now I'm mackin and [bad word] and asking baby wassup 
My name ain't Everlast, but I can still make you jump 
let's, hope in the Q and go somewhere and kick it like some Trojans 
We can do a little drinkin, and do a little smoking 
When all of a sudden I start sweatin', my stomach starts bubblin' 
I hear [bad word]  I think I'm in trouble *vomit sounds* 
Ahh [bad word]  I got baby on her [bad word] 
I guess there go my chances of gettin with her kitty 
I turn around and stumble away and there go the homies with 
long [bad word] trenchcoats on, laughing, sippin on 40's 
Now I'm in the back of my own car curled up like a punk 
Cuz I got too high and uhh, got too [bad word]  [bad word] 
[Big throw up S-P-L-A-S-H]  [bad word]