Bitch, get me a beer
Bitch, get me a beer
I’ve got that wench trained damn well
Now fluff my pillow
Bitch, get me a beer
I’ve got that wench trained damn well
Now fluff my pillow
I got me a beer
But now the beer is all gone
I need another
They made me happy
Those twenty-four cans of joy
But I am sick now.
Natty ice is bad
it tastes like death in a can
beer pong anyone?
Feel my hangover
Belched up just like the dawn sun
And you say too bad
Work at Heineken’s
Be the brewer, a dream job
do all the taste test