Chorus: O.G. Daddy V:
Do you wanna go, to the liquor store
And get a Colt 45, Colt 45
So we can get drunk
With some shake in the trunk
Havin' some fun, baby
Havin' some fun
Keep it in the ride
Verse 1: OG Afroman:
Welcome party people, I'm so glad you're here
I wanna introduce you, to my new beer
It's not Budweiser or Miller Lite
It's Colt 45 and it tastes just right
Colt 45 wouldn't gimme no cheddar
So I flew to Saint Louis and I brewed somethin' better
Down with the chess got a pimped out king
The name on the side is Afroman
When I was young I used to drink O.E
Now I brew my own beer like a real OG
I'm not just a cop, I'm a resident
I'm not just a client, I'm the president
Go to your own favorite liquor store
Request that brand new beer from 'Fro
So you can get drunk, and I can get paid
Rest in Peace Mix-Master Spade
Chorus: O.G. Daddy V:
Do you wanna go, to the liquor store
And get a Colt 45, Colt 45
So we can get drunk
With some shake in the trunk
Havin' some fun, baby
Havin' some fun
Keep it in the ride
Verse 2: Spice 1:
On my way to the liquor store
I'm 'bout to pick up a swisher though
So we can go kick it and blow some kush with my n***a 'Fro
I used to roll up on haters and pull out the nine
And I was 'bout to do a drive-by until I got high
Now I'mma go to the liquor store to see Daniel and Jack date
Got a Colt 45 and they lookin' for E&J
And Captain Morgan wanna Cîroc with Tanqueray
I think he wanna put his Corona in a toccante
Jose Cuervo said he wanted to kill ya
'Cause this girl Alizé said you look familiar
And bumpy face Gin I was kick it with Cristal
Bangin' Spice 1 with Spice Run, that's his gal
He gettin' Möet with champagne
Havin' sex on the beach at midnight in the rain
It's still 187 Proof, never let the po-pos catch him
Spice drank a Cristal smearin' off the orgasm
Chorus: O.G. Daddy V:
Do you wanna go, to the liquor store
And get a Colt 45, Colt 45
So we can get drunk
With some shake in the trunk
Havin' some fun, baby
Havin' some fun
Keep it in the ride
Verse 3: O.G. Daddy V:
I wanna tell you a story about a real close friend
Got checks in his hand
And a beer in his hand
And his name is Afroman
Loves hittin' some corners
Bangin' them gangsta tales (Oh yeah)
In and on Daytonas
From LA to Palmdale
Quick to dip up on ya
Hit the switch then he push
Up in California
Smokin' some bomb 'Fro G Kush
Always on the goal
You know he's gonna rock the show (Hoho!)
And when the beer gets low
The first thing you wanna know
Chorus: O.G. Daddy V:
Do you wanna go, to the liquor store
And get a Colt 45, Colt 45
So we can get drunk
With some shake in the trunk
Havin' some fun, baby
Havin' some fun
Keep it in the ride
Verse 4: OG Afroman:
Drink a 40 oz. 'til my head start to bobble (Bobble)
Argue with my homeboy and gettin' them squabbles (What's up, twin?)
Sometime I win, sometime I lose
Though we always laugh and go get some brews
Walkin' with a limp to the liquor sto'
On my shoulder, great big radio
Playin' good music, while we get paid
Bump King T and Mix-Master Spade
You got countries, we got blocks
I like havin' fun while I sell my rocks
Dignified even though I'm broke
I buy my drink, I buy my smoke
Ghetto pride, sulfur stride
Sometime a OG offer me a ride
I see a lo-lo pullin' up real slow
My OG yellin' out the window
Chorus: O.G. Daddy V:
Do you wanna go, to the liquor store
And get a Colt 45, Colt 45
So we can get drunk
With some shake in the trunk
Havin' some fun, baby
Havin' some fun
Keep it in the ride
Verse 5: OG Afroman:
Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack burned off his fuckin' dick
Rock-a-bye baby, in the tree top
Yo' mama's a hoe, I ain't yo' pop
Georgy, Orgy, puddin' and pie
Jerked off in his girlfriend's eye
When her eye was dry and shut
Georgie fucked that one-eyed slut (OH!)
Oh mothahubba, went to the cupboard
To get Ol' Rover a bone
But when she bend over, Rover took over
And gave her a bone of his own
Jack fret, couldn't eat no fat
His wife couldn't eat no lean
So Jack ignored her flabby-ass tits and he licked her ass so clean
Hahahaha!
Chorus: O.G. Daddy V:
Do you wanna go, to the liquor store
And get a Colt 45, Colt 45
So we can get drunk
With some shake in the trunk
Havin' some fun, baby
Havin' some fun
Keep it in the ride
Verse 6: OG Afroman:
Little Bo Peep, fucked her sheep
Blew a horse, licked his feet
Licked his ass so very nice
Tongued his balls not once, not twice
Little Miss Muffet, sat on a tuffet
Eatin' her curds of whey
Up came a spider, sat beside her
Said "hey, what's in the bowl, biatch?"
Jack and Gill, went up the hill
Both with a buck and a quarter
Gill came back with 250
OOHHH, that fuckin' whore
Hickory, ickory, dickory, dock
The girl from Young Turks was suckin' my cock
The clock struck two, I dropped my goo
I kicked the bitch out on the very next block
Chorus: O.G. Daddy V:
Do you wanna go, to the liquor store
And get a Colt 45, Colt 45
So we can get drunk
With some shake in the trunk
Havin' some fun, baby
Havin' some fun
Keep it in the ride
(Guitar solo)
Chorus: O.G. Daddy V:
Do you wanna go, to the liquor store
And get a Colt 45, Colt 45
So we can get drunk
With some shake in the trunk
Havin' some fun, baby
Havin' some fun
Keep it in the ride
