Drink Up
[Intro: J-Formz]
Uh huh, you know. You gotta do it every now and then. 5 Star, Bravo, Wunda, let's do this!
[Chorus: Wunda]
If you wanna roll, we can go
And [?], you'll just show
So if it's on, baby, let me know
But you can't front once you touch the door
Yeah you gotta work, girl, so what?
A party ain't a party 'til we show up
So let's not front on you know what
Just relax and fill your cup, drink up, drink up!
[Verse 1: J-Formz & (Wunda)]
I don't dance, so I had a bitch pick the beat
Needed a banger, so Bravo up in here with me
Motha fuckas can't understand how we makin this heat
Let me explain it to you, dog, I'm a P-I-M-P
I guess, it was just a matter of time
Before we put it together and came out with them rhymes
Yo Bread, how long you think it'll be
After I start spittin, until this bitch havin sex with me?
Turn the beat up son, I seen her movin them hips
How long before this bitch straight hops on your dick?
(Shit, I don't even know) Oh, that's for sure
And fuck answerin the phone when she calls for more
Cause I'm feelin like the man from just knowin
I could get any 1 of these bitches by just flowin
We got Staten on lock
From the biddies to the thugs, streets of cities, to the clubs, and we won't stop!
[Chorus: Wunda]
[Verse 2: Wunda]
If I link up with you, that'll really make my night
But you said you don't really date my type
Or is it cause your bumper couldn't take my pipe?
I don't need the drama, that's why I got a wife
You dancin with your girl and showin me somethin
I'm tryin to get in like Verizon's comin
Pressure bust pipes, never-mind your plumbin
No dentures so I hope your gummin
Or brushin while I'm flossin
Ain't no need to know the costin
I'll be pimpin til my coffin
While you'll be wishin that you saw him
So why join V.I.P
If you ain't tryin to come to my b-e-d?
Just make the right decision and leave with me
So I could give you some of this 3x3, feel me?
But first, I gotta see I.D
Then I aim for your e-y-e, feel me?
Plus, mama had an ass so fat
I thought her crack started somewhere in the middle of her back...
God damn!
[Chorus: Wunda]
[Verse 3: Bravo]
I've seen chicks turn from tricks to track stars
When they realize it's me in that car
Step out feelin like an 80's rock star
Ghostown with the incredible 5 Star
Oh yeah, I'm somethin like the best tonight
Gettin swarmed, signin titties left and right
End the night, and if she's really less than right
Come slide and you can dive on this magical pipe
Off the bat, tell you I don't need no wife
But you can be my girl 'til the end of the night
Want shiny things and diamond rings?
Yeah right, be happy with some fries and a Sprite
Wunda on the left, J-Formz to the right
5 Star ad Ghostown takin over yo' town
Fill your cups up, don't put them blunts down
Shaolin get loud cause The Rock's in the spot now!
Yeah!
[Chorus: Wunda]