Drinkin N Thinkin

Lyrics

[Chorus: Lord Infamous] Drinkin' and thinkin', there's so much animosity For Prophet Posse, yeah, come feel me, Indo G Drinkin' and thinkin', there's so much animosity For Prophet Posse, yeah, please, feel me, Indo G Drinkin' and thinkin', there's so much animosity For Prophet Posse, yeah, come feel me, Indo G Drinkin' and thinkin', there's so much animosity For Prophet Posse, yeah, please, feel me, Indo G [Verse 1: Indo G] Pullin' up in the 'Lac, it's that nigga, that's willin' to put you to rest Again, so releasin' my shit I'ma get 'em, for killin' my nigga with the fuckin' slug, with the nigga roll, so it's kill, or be killed (Killed) Nigga, that's the deal, nigga, how you feel? (Feel) Let the motherfucker pull up with a Swisher Sweet, that we could smoke it to calm my nerve, word Before a nigga click, with the Mossberg Bird the motherfuckin' word, as I get with my nigga to the side, watch a motherfucker straight riot Slide and glide to the back of the ride, with the motherfuckin' nine, nigga, motherfuckin' ride Ride or die to the motherfuckin' break of dawn, we drankin' Dom, we got the bomb We pay to play, to the element and G will pay and G will pay, nigga, we paid Pullin' out my Tec, as they beggin' to come around me, clown me Bitch, please, roll up on your knees and suck up the dick up, 'til you hiccup and bleed Pay what you weigh, now when you fuck up with G's Pimpin' these bitches, I'm pimpin' these bitches I'm pimpin' these bitches, I'm pimpin' these bitches I'm out of control, pimpin' these bitches, while I'm sportin' Girbaud Pimpin' these bitches, while I'm runnin' my dough This pimp shit no wimp shit, pimp shit in the back of the Land Cruiser, don't abuse her, marijuana, I'm a user, straight abuser, nigga, what's the motherfuckin' news-ah? Hold up, motherfucker, get your lips off my shit Ain't got five on the motherfuckin' sack, but yo' punk-ass still wanna hit shit [Chorus: Lord Infamous] Drinkin' and thinkin', there's so much animosity For Prophet Posse, yeah, come feel me, Indo G Drinkin' and thinkin', there's so much animosity For Prophet Posse, yeah, please, feel me, Indo G Drinkin' and thinkin', there's so much animosity For Prophet Posse, yeah come feel me, Indo G Drinkin' and thinkin', there's so much animosity For Prophet Posse, yeah please feel me, Indo G [Verse 2: K-Rock] Make a motherfucker wanna make some profits To the nigga behind the man, Mr. K-Rock Signed a contract, you player haters, hate that A matter of time, before I cash that check Got you wannabe thugs, you niggas wannabe killas Here come the K-Rock, the one, who shoot the block up with me Glock They got my nigga Koopsta Knicca doin' time, for crime My motherfuckin' nigga, Prophet for life You know the bitin' niggas trouble, with the fuck a duck What the, what the fuck, look into my face 'fore I come again Recognize this game from the man, from the Killa Klan Got the Third World with them then, Twinkletown Where them niggas act a clown, creepin' to through South Side Funkytown from the three, six I know, you hate it, bitch and that we're puffin' in the Chevy Here come the K-Rock, jump into this Killa Klan shit [Verse 3: Indo G] Look at all these hoes, all up on my dick Wanna get with this pimpin' ass young nigga But the fact still stands, bitch, you can't get shit See a nigga like me, on a motherfuckin' million dollar paper chase So we done motivated, well get the fuck up out my face, but, hey A lyin' bitch, try a mole, to play, make a nigga wanna gon' break a bitch neck Like duck, duck, goose, cut a broke bitch loose 'Cause a broke bitch beg and whine, don't wanna be around ya all the time Fuck a ho, better learn the time Talkin' bout (I'm hungry) Can I borrow twenty dollars? Tryin' to act real suave, bitch The bigger the pimpin', the bigger plan to land you a motherfuckin' goddamn job, ho [Chorus: Lord Infamous] Drinkin' and thinkin', there's so much animosity For Prophet Posse, yeah, come feel me, Indo G Drinkin' and thinkin', there's so much animosity For Prophet Posse, yeah, please, feel me, Indo G Drinkin' and thinkin', there's so much animosity For Prophet Posse, yeah, come feel me, Indo G Drinkin' and thinkin', there's so much animosity For Prophet Posse, yeah, please, feel me, Indo G [Outro: Lord Infamous] Please come feel me Please come feel me Please come feel me Please come feel me Please come feel me