PBR & Reefer lyrics

by

Chris Webby


[Chorus]
P—P—P—P—
PBR, zip and a double cup (PBR and reefer,) P—P—
PBR, zip and a double cup (PBR and reefer,) P—P—
PBR, zip and a double cup (PBR and reefer,) P—P—
PBR, zip and a double cup (PBR and reefer,) this—this—this that
Loud, this that loud, this that strong, this that strong
This that drink, this that drink that I sip on, that I sip on
This that loud, this that loud, this that strong, this that strong (PBR and reefer)
This that drink, this that drink that I sip on, that I sip on (PBR and reefer)

[Verse 1]
Yeah
PBR, zip and a double cup, all my b*tches double dutch
We don't really cuddle much, y'all n*ggas gay
Sweet as Reese's peanut butter cup
Show out any b*tch, turn up, they like "what the f*ck?!"
Back up in this b*tch with a six pack
Tell them sucka ass n*ggas Jarren said get back
Chillin' with yo girlfriend, on Saturday we kick back
Call that ho to call me, though I love them hood rats
Sippin' on... PBR and reefer
b*tch gon' take a bath cause that's the only way I eat her
We on it all night
Out of weed and brew, that's the sh*t I don't like
f*ck with ya boy, b*tch it's been a long night
My ho got a side ho, we get along tight
24 ounce, I'ma put it on ice
I party with them white boys, my n*ggas on white
Just got back from Cali, b*tch it's been a long flight
Need a PBR and weed, finna set it off right
[Chorus]
P—P—P—P—
PBR, zip and a double cup (PBR and reefer,) P—P—
PBR, zip and a double cup (PBR and reefer,) P—P—
PBR, zip and a double cup (PBR and reefer,) P—P—
PBR, zip and a double cup (PBR and reefer,) this—this—this that
Loud, this that loud, this that strong, this that strong
This that drink, this that drink that I sip on, that I sip on
This that loud, this that loud, this that strong, this that strong (PBR and reefer)
This that drink, this that drink that I sip on, that I sip on (PBR and reefer)

[Verse 2]
PBR and Reefer, leaning in the 'lac
Bumping southernplayalistic through the speaker
Ride through the A, and I'm looking for a skeezer
Suck a n*gga di*k, shawty do it for the leisure
Pound while I'm here, before a n*gga leave her
Blowin' on that strong that will make you have a seizure
Damn I had too many PBRs, so I pull off of the road
Damn I think I'm bout to throw up on my T-Shirt
Pop the pus*y, I'm sweatin' (Woo)
She pop the pus*y, I'm sweatin' (Woo)
Tell them hatin' n*ggas don't f*ck around
Cause my crew just strapped with them weapons
Party like a redneck, loud pack
Worry sack, can't walk straight, got me spinning like a pirouette
I'm high as the tip of a pyramid
b*tch don't kill my vibe, lock her out, shut the f*ck up I ain't hearing it
Flexin' on these hoes, I'm flexin' on these hoes
Pour one more, burn one more
I'm so trippy off of this dope (Trippy)
I f*ck up yo summertime, the summer's mine, you ain't know
Made a song for all you sc*mbags that love to drink and smoke, [?]
[Chorus]
P—P—P—P—
PBR, zip and a double cup (PBR and reefer,) P—P—
PBR, zip and a double cup (PBR and reefer,) P—P—
PBR, zip and a double cup (PBR and reefer,) P—P—
PBR, zip and a double cup (PBR and reefer,) this—this—this that
Loud, this that loud, this that strong, this that strong
This that drink, this that drink that I sip on, that I sip on
This that loud, this that loud, this that strong, this that strong (PBR and reefer)
This that drink, this that drink that I sip on, that I sip on (PBR and reefer)
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