Album: Rhyme Reason

Liquor Store Run [Volume 10]

[Intro: (lady singing)]

It's goin down, liqour store

Must go down, goin down

Bouncin to the liquor store

Bout to purchase me a forty-O

Liquorice types, bootleg tape

Hat off the rack, battery for my DAT

Bill, blowin me up, Holly go and say the limo pickin me up

Now I got the plans, the freaky fans, finishin up

The wash, the wax, the chrome on my *?doc-top ride?*

Oh you know, we just, hangin

Niggas hit me up, paintin my fingers from all this star bang-in

Men-tal on the ward, give someone a gun

Pull out a philly and he can pack himself

?? and J-Dub shootin dice with the rest of the brothers

But I'm on TV breakin y'all motherfuckers

E'rybody gonna get some of that light

when they mobbin to the liqour store

[Chorus:]

Everybody's gotta get some light

(Mobbin to the liqour store)

Liquor store run, liqour store run, liqour store run

(Mobbin to the liqour store)

Yeah

But I ain't even there yet

Cos there's still some more spots I'm gonna hit

Like that brick house on the corner, I've been lovin it a long time

?? my son and daughter but the sushi all mine

And I'm almost to her house and thangs

Seen em, chasin em, Lil' Jase servin em *?tump?*

Hey, I know I'm gettin closer

Peepin the homies, y'all sellin dope

And all of my pimp and hustlers

(Are we all closer, yo?) Yeah, waddup?

How bout lettin me hit those skins and then I'm gonna cut

I'm on my way to your mom's store, I gotta show

And me and Miss Sushi, 'ock you out about the dizzough

Sun is beaming, '96 summer

Aiyo Freeze, you got the beamer and my Camo

Aight you motherfuckers, everybody, gonna get some of that light

when they mobbin to the liquor store

[Chorus (x2)]

In the liquor store

Now I done purchased me a forty-O

Liquorice types, bootleg tapes

Hat off the rack, battery for my DAT

Vigo, fill some more, by the bread rack

My persona out the door, my ?? in Prada wanna grab her a gat

But e'rybody gonna get some of that light

when they look in the liqour store

for the sure dough, double-stitched, sock

For the real neat team, never forgettin its knots

Hops, we be on some ol' hacknin, a whole packet of rubbers

And a video never play me unless it's murder

You got my skrilla, but shit I want all the shit

I don't know about my homies, maybe them fools is been

1-2 all the way out to 10

We had their back, that doesn't mean no loss

Somebody bout to set it off again

[Chorus: (x4)]

Everybody's gotta get some light

(Mobbin to the liqour store)

Liquor store run, liqour store run, liqour store run

(And I'm about to make a liquor store run)