[Hook] Malt liquor in my hand Orange juice in the other Driving with no hands Roll it up, I don't stutter Blunts and brass monkey Always been the bread and butter One got me fucked up But I need another
[Verse 1] All you rappers is kooky call that rapping hard as a motherfucker But soft as butter Never see you with a chopper The coppers don't even look in your direction Even they know you flexin' Boy never held a Smith and Wesson Or any weapon Never say what I'm 'bout to do Bitch I just do it You never see me say I'm making a move but I'll move it Never hear me talking I'ma cop I'ma copper Just cop it You always see me doing shit you talk about in your music
Talking 'bout you got the lean But your Sprite too clean You talking 'bout you got some weed But that shit ain't green I don't need to fuck your bitch cause my chick too fine I took a look at your whip It don't shine like mine
[Hook (x2)] Malt liquor in my hand Orange juice in the other Driving with no hands Roll it up, I don't stutter Blunts and brass monkey Always been the bread and butter One got me fucked up But I need another
[Verse 2] I'm breaking it up while she up on the block As soon as we done I be hitting that cut Im all outta that bud Now what? I'm hungry as fuck Gonna get me some grub Thought about jumping in the whip but the gas be killin me, killing me Not to mention V8 engine guzzlin' like a slut Keep refillin' So to now to hop on the bike and I pedal to the metal Thirsty homies whistling at bitches like a tea kettle Settling for they head Cause they gave me press, he watch from the stands While a young white homie like me steal the show and create fans Do as I do Drink the OE to the label and stop Break out the OJ Pour it to the tip of the top Now mix it up till you don't see no foam in the bottle Drink that whole shit down then repeat till you wobble
[Bridge] Never say what I'm about to do Bitch I just do it You never see me sayin' I'm making a move but I move it Never hear me talking I'ma cop I'ma copper Just cop it You always see me doing shit you talk about in your music
[Hook (x2)] Malt liquor in my hand Orange juice in the other Driving with no hands Roll it up, I don't stutter Blunts and brass monkey Always been the bread and butter One got me fucked up But I need another