Pound That Beer - Mac Lethal

Beer!

Makes us fired up!

So come on, drink it all night long!

Slam it girl!

Slam it girl!

Slam it girl!

Slam it girl!

Slam it girl!

Where’s the marching band at?

Pound that beer, pound that beer

Don’t drunk dial, no, pound that beer

Pound that beer, pound that beer

Don’t drunk dial, no, pound that beer!

Bubble on back to the bar stool, I will

My pill, might dissolve on my tongue

Fuck that Jagermeister bullshit

That DUI hurt a little bit now I’m all done

No, can I go to the liquor sto' and buy that poison

Hey pretty thing, right there, yeah you, I hate your boyfriend!

I don’t give a fuck if he a vigilante (?) anywhere

Kill him on his incubator rhythm like this

Pop that, bottle top, talk back, that about says it all

Let him meet my fist

Gotta a beer and a

Our kisses taste like alcohol you know that means its love

Switch it

Here’s another reason that I’m gonna take you home

Cause I can’t be a fiesty little freak when I’m alone

Oh my goodness who the hell is blowing up my phone?

This better be important, don’t you understand I’m drinkin beer?

Can’t you feel the spiders, they’re buried deep inside us

The politicians, officers and judges are vampires

I never once suggested that we tie each other down

I think we should buy another round

Beer!

Makes us fired up!

So come on, drink it all night long!

Slam it girl!

Slam it girl!

Slam it girl!

Slam it girl!

Slam it girl!

Where’s the marching band at?

Pound that beer, pound that beer

Don’t drunk dial, no, pound that beer

Pound that beer, pound that beer

Don’t drunk dial, no, pound that beer!

How can I describe to you this?

See that lady over there got that poisonous kiss

Here another Cinnamint the element is in 'em

Is she lookin like a demon in a chemical abyss

But no, can I go to the liquor sto' and buy that poison?

Hey black angel, hey mama sue, I hate your boyfriend!

I can’t lust, your battle won’t fuck the measure up

Tho domestic I love the sex with no sums of sensual drugs

Oh no, I got a thirty pack tho

Then again if the black ball melts

Took the original to get us high

Gotta get me inside

Gotta take that knife

Gotta scrape that pipe with your lit up eyes

Switch it!

Here’s another reason my insanity has grown

Cause drama is so childish and fucking overblown

Oh my goodness who the hell is blowing up my phone?

This better be important don’t you understand I’m drinking beer?

Can’t you feel the spiders, they’re buried deep inside us

The politicians, officers and judges are vampires

I never once suggested that we tie each other down

I think we should buy another round

Beer!

Makes us fired up!

So come on, drink it all night long!

Slam it girl!

Slam it girl!

Slam it girl!

Slam it girl!

Slam it girl!

Where’s the marching band at?

Pound that beer, pound that beer

Don’t drunk dial, no, pound that beer

Pound that be-e-e-er, pound that beer

Don’t drunk dial, no, pound that beer!

Yes sir, this is one of those ignorant anthems

Be an intellectual if you want

But we got the nectar of the gods here

Because we’re drinkin what?

Beer!

Makes us fired up!

So come on, drink it all night long!

Beer!

Makes us fired up!

So come on, drink it all night long!