Lyrics
Guess who's back? Yup
Beatnuts, A-Kon, ha
You're an alcoholic
Where they been at? What them niggas been doing?
You're an alcoholic
You're an alcoholic
Red nose reindeer like Rudolph, I'm here to tear the roof off
And if you wanna take it to the guns, I'mma shoot off
Your head before you reach for the pist-al
And when the bar turns and turns around, I'mma reach for the Cristal
You not ready for this style, I'm straight psycho with it
And that bitch you in love with, yeah psycho hit it
A long time ago, I'mma keep doing my thizzle
'Til it's time to go, but for now it's time to blow
Yeah that's me in the club popping bubbly
I can't complain, life is lovely
Either you hate me or you love me
Fans wanna know how the Nuts is gonna come next
It don't matter, competition is no contest
I don't mean to brag, I'm just being honest
Where my dogs at? Smoking up at the college
Clap your hands to the beat and get your bounce on
Put your drinks up if you blazin', get your ounce on
Girl I'll house you, but this ain't no house song
And no kissing, I don't know what you had your mouth on
Find us in the back of the club
Squad deep and we all got snubbed
Hold the fort down, we ain't gon' budge
Bother nobody 'less you fucking with us
You can bring it to us however you want
Shake your booty booty, I'm ready to fuck
Especially the shorty with that big butt
Shake your booty booty, I'm ready to fuck
Look, don't approach me in a physical manner
Cause the cannon I'm holding ain't a digital camera
And I don't care less about women and glamour
Or which one of you rappers is lifting his hammer
I'mma get loose like a pair of pajamas
And spit, kudos switch or spit like a bamma
Trying to get rich without guns and a scanner
That's A to the K with a fucking banana
Seize your empire, believe I'm no liar
Squeeze the Desert E's like Jesus inside 'em