Hurricane

It's just like moonshine, have you on your face

I mean, you'll be slutterin' and what not

Next thing you know, you don't know how you got home

I mean, this shit is so damn serious, playboy

I mean, the shit reminds me of Pruno or something like that, you dig what I say?

But anyway

I'm so tore, look like my eyes been stitched together with stitches

Ho hoppin' around wit these bitches, get ya garbage dumped wit crickets

But you know me, the life of the party, Slurricane Ethyl

Too much of me and make ya fight ya folks and Dr. Jekyll

Like the other day I gulped too many swallows

Had them niggas actin' bad at the club wit them hollows

Havin' limp dick problems, tryna get it up

Well, oh well, one cup of me will have your shit on still

I wakes up in the mornin' and I'm separated

In the bag wit my homies and I sure hate it

Grenadine, he be trippin' 'cause they don't respect him

That nigga rum, man, that nigga gets dumb

I can't wait until they mix me

I'm goin' in they mouth, down they throat, into they kidneys

Hurricane's havin' muthafucka's seein' thangs

Courage juice, watch when I get loose

Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane

Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne

Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane

Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne

I'm pervin', swervin', fuckin' wit tycoon shit

Shit, it's time to swip up another mix

Smob to the sto', oh

It's 1:51, got to catch Charlie 'fore he close

Too many hoes at the studio that ain't lit

I likes to bring out the freak in a nasty bitch

Studio Ton, pop on that shit that 'vitti wrote

(Freaky, freak, freaky)

My crevice got hot, seat sweat and all

That Hurricane Ethyl ain't no joke, it'll make a playa fall

Creepy eyes on the stick he bought

Pump up fools, straight check 'em

Make 'em thinkin' men are all...

Nah nah, hit a beedy, can't be greedy, gotta stay strong

But if I get broken off a deal, I can't go wrong

This trick juice will have a fool on his face

Worse than that bumpy face gin with no fuckin' chase

Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane

Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne

Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane

Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne

Light up the muthafuckin' indo weed

Me and my niggas at the bar keyed

Walkin' threw the joint on stumble

They bumpin' 'Da Bumble'

Face like I hate the taste, but now I'm humble

Whisper to a bitch, 'Baby I been watchin' you'

But when I'm pervin', everything be lookin' cute

So if you get the boot when my hangover sober

Don't even trip, get yo' shit out my Range Rover

I gets to put it how this Spanish fly ninety-fin

Influence yo' bitch to go both ways and eat her best friend

Shit locked down, muthafucka don't be carin'

Who ridin' wit my dank cousin Victor Baron

Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane

Strong enough to start a engine, mayne

Biotch

And that's what we do for the nineteen ninety-fin

And we out this biotch

Out this biotch

Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane

Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne

Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane

Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne

Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane

Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne

Hurricane, but you can call me slurricane

Slurricane, strong enough to start a engine mayne