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Kottonmouth Kings
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At It Again
Get high, get drunk, get lit Get high, get drunk, get lit Get high, get drunk, get lit Get high, get drunk, get lit
Tonight I wanna get high, get drunk, get lit Get a limo and after that get some chicks Get a tattoo, get a new nickname Get the fuck out my way, Richter's at it again
I wanna get high, get drunk, get lit Get a limo and after that get some chicks Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Get a tattoo, get a new nickname Get the fuck out my way, Richter's at it again
I'm back at it like an addict, keep your rocks to the ground I came to smash and cause some havoc, represent for the crowd So open up a beer, come on and join in the fun 'Cause ain't no tellin' when it stop once the party's begun
We go all night and then we go a little longer The later that it gets, the stronger that I make my drinks So don't think that you got a upper hand [Incomprehensible]
Damn, it's been a while since I been on the loop In the club scene runnin' the old engine in caboosh Was great gooks, set my wing, man, it's the scene, man Everybody wanna a little piece of the king, man
At the bar, I'mma superstar And in my backyard, grab and puttin' all of my hours Tryin' to get and ready for the task at hand It's time to take the shit back, back to where it began
Tonight I wanna get high, get drunk, get lit Get a limo and after that get some chicks Get a tattoo, get a new nickname Get the fuck out my way, Richter's at it again
I wanna get high, get drunk, get lit Get a limo and after that get some chicks Get a tattoo, get a new nickname Get the fuck out my way, Richter's at it again
I'm back at it like a crap medic made it adjustable There ain't no limits to how far I will fuckin' go I take two, three, four, five shots Pull a bong out, take six, seven, eight, pops, yeah
We go on old school, back to teachin' charms Back to when I used to take hits out of velvety bombs Back when Ronnie wanted us to all get along Back when Clinton was gettin' hit up in the Oval office
No, you can't stop this, it's already started You can't pull the smell back after somebody farted All you can do is turn a fan on and stand strong And hope you got the lungs of a fuckin' marathon runner
It's a wonder how I love the skunk And how I love the boom-boom comin' out the trunk And, yes, I make it happen best time of your life All we need is captain, a fat blunt and a light
Tonight I wanna get high, get drunk, get lit Get a limo and after that get some chicks Get a tattoo, get a new nickname Get the fuck out my way, Richter's at it again
I wanna get high, get drunk, get lit Get a limo and after that get some chicks Get a tattoo, get a new nickname Get the fuck out my way, Richter's at it again
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