
Olde-E Songtext
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Bottle in hand and a mouth full of gold
shot at Pop & Kims' and the shit's always cold
drink it in the can and drink it in the glass
we swill OLDE-E and we got no class
in the paper bag, and you know it's true
we don't drink nothing but OLDE-E brew
OLDE-E,OLDE-E always got the bottle in my hand
OLDE-E, OLDE-E drink it with the hardcore band
bottle in hand, driving down the block
the shit's kept low, hidden from the cops
pulled out the ass (dick, gun...)and the bitch got a surprise
give me all the money or your life is through
i just got finished drinking OLDE-E brew
don't want no trouble, don't want no scuffle
my man VanButlett hit the guard with bottle
grabbed all the money, was out of the palce
'til two five-O's put the badge in my face
get into the car, to the station with me
not 'til i finish the last bottle of OLDE-E
drive to the castle of burgers and fries
shot at Pop & Kims' and the shit's always cold
drink it in the can and drink it in the glass
we swill OLDE-E and we got no class
in the paper bag, and you know it's true
we don't drink nothing but OLDE-E brew
OLDE-E,OLDE-E always got the bottle in my hand
OLDE-E, OLDE-E drink it with the hardcore band
bottle in hand, driving down the block
the shit's kept low, hidden from the cops
pulled out the ass (dick, gun...)and the bitch got a surprise
give me all the money or your life is through
i just got finished drinking OLDE-E brew
don't want no trouble, don't want no scuffle
my man VanButlett hit the guard with bottle
grabbed all the money, was out of the palce
'til two five-O's put the badge in my face
get into the car, to the station with me
not 'til i finish the last bottle of OLDE-E
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