Paroles de The Piss Test
[Chief Chinchilla:] Yo Zone I'm outta here I gotta go take a piss test[J-Zone:] Why?
[Chief Chinchilla:] Yo man all the labels fell off of all my beer bottles
[Chief Chinchilla:] I can't tell which one is the St. Ides man
[Chief Chinchilla:] All these other beers taste like PISS
[Chief Chinchilla:]
8 Ball (does it remind you) of piss
Miller (does it remind you) of piss
When I drink Coors it remind me of piss
All of these beers, taste like SHIT~!
Heineken (does it remind you) of piss
Bud Light (does it remind you) of piss
Pabst Blue Ribbon it reminds me of piss
Why y'all fools be drinkin them shits!
S-T-crooked-I-D-E-S
The only malt liquor that pass the taste test
I walk with a lean when I down me a brew
And if you touch my Crooked I, I'm a down you too nigga
Fuck you up over a two dollar beer
Find me a girl then pull off her brasierre
She see the St. Ides, I run up in it
Then we off to White Castle for an onion ring dinner
When I'm sick, and I need to recoup
I mix St. Ides with my won-ton soup All of these beers, taste like SHIT~!
[J-Zone:] Yo Chief, they don't even make Zima no more
[Chief Chinchilla:] Word? ! When did they stop makin Zima?
[J-Zone:] Nigga they stopped makin that shit back in 1994
[Chief Chinchilla:] Well Zima was whack anyway
[Chief Chinchilla:] I don't trust no beer that I can see through
[Chief Chinchilla:]
And the bottom line is when I wake up the next mornin
To take a piss my piss better be yellow that's why I don't fuck with Zima
8 Ball (does it remind you) of piss
Miller (does it remind you) of piss
When I drink Coors it remind me of piss
All of these beers, taste like SHIT~!
Heineken (does it remind you) of piss
Bud Light (does it remind you) of piss
Pabst Blue Ribbon it reminds me of piss
Why y'all fools be drinkin them shits!
S-T-crooked-I-D-E-S
The only malt liquor that pass the taste test
I walk with a lean when I down me a brew
And if you touch my Crooked I, I'm a down you too nigga
Fuck you up over a two dollar beer
Find me a girl then pull off her brasierre
She see the St. Ides, I run up in it
Then we off to White Castle for an onion ring dinner
When I'm sick, and I need to recoup
I mix St. Ides with my won-ton soup All of these beers, taste like SHIT~!
[J-Zone:] Yo Chief, they don't even make Zima no more
[Chief Chinchilla:] Word? ! When did they stop makin Zima?
[J-Zone:] Nigga they stopped makin that shit back in 1994
[Chief Chinchilla:] Well Zima was whack anyway
[Chief Chinchilla:] I don't trust no beer that I can see through
[Chief Chinchilla:]
And the bottom line is when I wake up the next mornin
To take a piss my piss better be yellow that's why I don't fuck with Zima
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