Lyrics:

{*audience applauds*

Lazy-ass gentlemans.. may I have yo' drunk-ass attention please

Comin to you motherfuckers live on stage here tonight

I'd like to present.. the most intoxicated, most inbreezeiated

Most anpissipated, group of our time - the 40 Oz, Quartet

Take it away, gentlemans



[J-Ro]

It's the cap twistin clique that get you sick off one sip

of this concoction - pass it to a nigga like Stockton

Grape juice, Johnny Walker, Olde E, and Hennesey

So much Remi in my kidney they had to send me to Sidney

to find a remedy, from drinkin kegs all alone

I wish they'd leave my head alone, I'm just an alkie to the bone

They try to send me to AA, I said 'Ay ay!'

Not today-day, I just bought a bottle of Tan-gueray-ray

But first I gots to finish, my eight ball and Guinness

I'm feelin so dry now man, I must replenish

Ohhhh I like the gurrrls with the fat backs

But I be so damn wet I never get a chance to smack that

Straight out of order sign on the weenie

Wasted chips buyin a bitch a gang of apple martinis



I'm.. just.. a drunk (I can't help myself)

I'm.. just.. a drunk (Drinkin X.O. off the top shelf)

I'm.. just.. a drunk (No I can't help myself)

I'm.. just.. a drunk-k



{*audience applauds*