Cazual Drinking

What's up Canada, ye, you know

We got caTash up in this bitch so everybody raise your cups up

I'm about to make a toast and after that, we gettin fucked up

Yup yup, you know, and you ain't checkin with an ammateur

Customs bust my balls, but I still made it thru Canada

Right off the bat, I'm down the blue Labatt's

Now I'm creepin thru the party, they like 'who is that?'

Gettin toe up from the floor, up in the LA Dodgers feathered cap

Drinks is kinda weak, bartender, gotta send them back

Put it on my tab, while I snatch and grab a couple glasses

Couple asses, cause my pick is so rowdy

Probably representin my city, under seized thats LA

California, north of cocaine and weed

But all I really need for me to see some shit in 3d

Is 3 bottles of rum, and a Classified cd

Another day, another stamp in my passport

So when you want to drink, you know who the fuck to ask for

Let it go, have a drink, take a sip

Everybody sit back, recline

When you work for the week, and youre stressed

And youre feelin like you need to unwind

Pour a drink, raise your glass, make a toast

Tilt your head, put the glass in your mouth

Hold it there til the liquor flows out

And it slides down the back of your throat

Ya, now I don't like how my liquor be tasting

But drink it every week for the intoxication

Straight up, youre wasted, drunk, inebriated

My tolerance is there, but its not the greatest

Forget about the work week, and all the troubles son

Chug like youre thirsty, and grab another one

Feelin the effect off of 3 or 4 beer

Cause in Canada, the alcohol percent is more here

Ya, I walk with a swagger in my step

Only cause I'm drunk, smell the Yagger on my breath

Takin shots burn, like a dagger to the chest

So I switch back to beer, get the kegger out next

Still gettin twisted, you know the deal

Pissin every 10 minutes since I broke the seal

This is classic attached, drink til we sloppy

I ain't alcoholic, I just got the same high beat

Let it go, have a drink, take a sip

Everybody sit back, recline

When you work for the week, and youre stressed

And youre feelin like you need to unwind

Pour a drink, raise your glass, make a toast

Tilt your head, put the glass in your mouth

Hold it there til the liquor flows out

And it slides down the back of your throat

Yo Tash, you got the weed? (You, you, you know it)

It's Class who got the beats (You, you, you know it)

Crack open the beer (You, you, you know it)

Ya we got it this year (You, you, you know it)

Alkaholiks (You, you, you know it)

HalfLife (You, you, you know it)

Catastophy (You, you, you know it)

Class on the track (You, you, you know it)

This is for the casual drinkers who don't know when to quit

For the underage kids wanna sip til they sick

For the ones who go to college to study abroad

Then they waste all day drinkin, studyin broads

How the fuck y'all feelin out there

We got what you want

Y'all fucked up like me

We only drink to get drunk

So whats up California

Whats up Nova Scotia

Say cheers! Cheers

A toast for you here

Let it go, have a drink, take a sip

Everybody sit back, recline

When you work for the week, and youre stressed

And youre feelin like you need to unwind

Pour a drink, raise your glass, make a toast

Tilt your head, put the glass in your mouth

Hold it there til the liquor flows out

And it slides down the back of your throat