80 Ounces lyrics

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

[Verse 1]
Ayo, thirsty ass n*ggas 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 muthaf*cka, Rich is finna mingle
Hangin’ out a brand new club full of c*ck on the jock
Can’t floss too tough ‘cause a n*gga ain’t drunk enough
‘Cause when I’m loaded, my game gets to flowin’ like a river
And half of the sh*t that I deliver
Will be bogus, drag, but damn it sounds good
And b*tches, 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 f*ck
But now 40 more’ll have a n*gga 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 muthaf*ckin’ 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)