Drinks Up!

Lyrics

[Intro] Ya listenin' to Madlib Tha Beat Konducta! [Hook: Frank Nitt] My real niggas, put ya hands up You fake niggas, put ya hands down My baller niggas, put ya drinks up! And tell them hoes to pull they pants down [Verse 1: Frank Nitt] My real niggas survive Can't be around you fake niggas, you giving me hives Had to see my dermatologist, you can ask Big Eyes Gave me Wack Man Repellant, told me "Nitty, survive" So – I'ma just get my pimp strut on And try to stack my chips up and get an ocean front home So I can throw a pool party just Nelly I got the señoritas and the credit cards already (Yes!) My nigga, don't you want that too? And if not, where you from? What type of nigga is you?? 'Cause if you're like that, you should be ashamed or something I don't know, 'cause you acting kinda lame or something And I told you, you crazy niggas make me itch But I'ma show you how to do it right, like my name Hitch Just do it how you do it, and make it flow fluid And let it motivate you when the next nigga do it, muthafucka! [Hook: Frank Nitt] My real niggas, put ya hands up You fake niggas, put ya hands down My baller niggas, put ya drinks up! And tell them hoes to pull they pants down My real niggas, put ya hands up You fake niggas, put ya hands down My baller niggas, put ya drinks up! And tell them hoes to pull they pants down [Dank, (Frank Nitt)] Yeah, this is for my niggas (My niggas!) who get that money They get it up and ain't a damn thing funny They look strange to a nigga that DON'T I'm a nigga that WILL you a nigga that WON'T So turn me off, 'cause you ain't gonna like this song 'Cause I'm all about the shine (bling!) like the lights was on And I can't help it if a young nigga got good taste With a little bit of cheeba and a chick that give face And speaking of face, you need to face the facts There's real niggas in the world, that get down like that (Nigga!) And all my real niggas, turn your beat up, let it pound out So you can go and tear the streets up, pull you cars out 'Cause real niggas do real things Not them niggas (Not them!) in costume bling You niggas got the game all twisted, daddy, straight fuckin' it When you even getting involved if you can't fuck with it?? You niggas look crazy to me It's a race to the top, nigga, we gon' see – nigga! [Hook: Frank Nitt] My real niggas, put ya hands up You fake niggas, put ya hands down My baller niggas, put ya drinks up! And tell them hoes to pull they pants down My real niggas, put ya hands up You fake niggas, put ya hands down My baller niggas, put ya drinks up! And tell them hoes to pull they pants down