80 Oz. - Richie Rich

Ayo, thirsty ass niggas check this

Ain’t nothin' like that 40 ounce to put you in the mix

Faded with a fat bomb sack from Fadingle

I’m loaded like than a muthafucka, Rich is finna mingle

Hangin' out a brand new club full of cock on the jock

Can’t floss too tough ‘cause a nigga ain’t drunk enough

‘Cause when I’m loaded, my game gets to flowin' like a river

And half of the shit that I deliver

Will be bogus, drag, but damn it sounds good

And bitches, they bite, ‘cause they done seen me in the neighborhood

In a Cutlass with some duals on it

Left hand danglin' all up out the window with them jewels on it

And on the dancefloor, they callin' me a hoe

I‘m finna bounce out and take my ass to the liquor store

That first 40 got me giving a fuck

But now 40 more’ll have a nigga way stuck

Then I can add to the drag that I peeped before I left

Like, «Baby, uh, my name is Jeff

I got a condo, a pool, and Jag with duals

I’m hooked with Thug Life, and we some muthafuckin' fools»

Ooh, she bit, mission accomplished, I’m out

Straight to the room and we ain’t even got to talk about

The way that motel bed bounces

Getting loose off a whole 80 ounces (Oh yeah)

Smoking and drinking, wanna fade, they all kick in, oh yeah

Smoking and drinking, wanna fade, they all kick in, oh yeah

Smoking and drinking, wanna fade, they all kick in, oh yeah

Smoking and drinking, wanna fade, they all kick in, oh yeah

Smoking and drinking, wanna fade, they all kick in, oh yeah

Smoking and drinking, wanna fade, they all kick in, oh yeah

Da-da-da, da-da-da…da-da

Da-da-da, da-da-da, da, da, da-da-da

Smoking and drinking, wanna fade, they all kick in, oh yeah

Smoking and drinking, wanna fade, they all kick in, oh yeah