All in favor of getting ripped and gone

And you′re gonna have to call someone to drive you home

Say I I I I I I IAll in favor of getting super high

And you might start to feel like a bird that can fly

Say I I I I I I I

Plug me in and watch me go, bad on a ho ass nigga

Don't give me no more I′m on my second fifth of liquor

Once I'm powered up it's hard for me to power down

I fuck a nigga up, and put tears on em like a clown

I went from rags to riches, riches to rags

Top convertibles, Benzs and Jags

Smoking me herbal, sipping me wine,

Or should I say turbo cause it′s green and it′s lime

Ever since he was infant he was raised around pimps

When he took his first step, he walked with a limp

Man this nigga hard headed damn fool

His teacher sucked his dick in high school

Supercalifragilistic ex be ala hooligan

Breakin down the diesel mixing cookies with the headband

Went to jail on a Friday, didn't get out till Tuesday

Got a DUI for drinking too much lou, bitch

All in favor of giving ripped and gone

And you′re gonna have to call someone to drive you home

Say I I I I I I I

All in favor of getting super high

You might start to feel like a bird that can fly

Say I I I I I I I

I. Got a DUI, why? I didn't even have to drive

Now, I′m in jail for a crime, made bail and I paid the fine

My lawyer charged me high ass prices

DNV, bout to take my license

Insurance, is going up, and when I go to court I know I'm fucked

All this shit, just for drinking

Need a designated driver, I′m to drunk for thinking

Two hands on the steering wheel

Don't let a friend drink and drive if you being real

Might crash the whip, might lose your life

If I get too high tonight just make sure

I making home safe and you do the same

Now let's get fucked up and lose it mane, bitch

All in favor of giving ripped and gone

And you′re gonna have to call someone to drive you home

Say I I I I I I I

All in favor of getting super high

You might start to feel like a bird that can fly

Say I I I I I I I

Roll the paper so loud I wake up the neighbors

The boss I don′t need no favor

You pussy so fuck a hater bitch

Now that my cake up, my crib got an elevator

My new shoes is alligator

And ever meal got a waiter with it

And I'm all about pour drank up

While I′m rolling the stank up

Sweat my wife out her make up

Blow a pound when I wake up

See the cars they don't wanna race us

I do it big niggas do it A Cup

Walk up in the club then gonna bring some champagne

I′m a blow a lot of drugs, I put money on it

Spendin all this bank let a fuck nigga hate

Real nigga show love sound funny don't it

All this money think I lucked up

All this Gin got me fucked up

Man I live life the taylor way

Drinking Bombay and lemonade, rolling up some paper planes

All in favor of giving ripped and gone

And you′re gonna have to call someone to drive you home

Say I I I I I I I

All in favor of getting super high

You might start to feel like a bird that can fly

Say I I I I I I I