Luyện nghe bài hát Caribou Lou

Yeah, it's like the ultimate party favor you know
Two cups will get her hot and out of her clothes you
Lou

It's like 151 rum, juice and Malibu
Caribou, get all numb, make baby girl come
Out of her shell and hell
Don't 'til the cops come

Half a bottle of 151, off in a jug one cup of rum
Baby, that's Then you fill the rest of the jug
With pineapple juice and its

The only defect is up like, "What happened?"
I like red light parties and fed right
Who like, red like and head right totties at night
kay, ou-la, terrible day

You the liquor store teller with no hair-a to braid
Touch, get the jumping, keep the hotties humping
I like them thick and juicy, so don't nothing
Drinking to Lou, you, you might be karate punching

Or at the of the club, attending the naughty luncheon
Satin, Kool-Aid gives you hella 151, dog
So run kitty run, we gon' drink it we done
Diddy, dum, bum bum
Here Kansas City, come so give me

151 rum, pineapple juice and
Caribou get them all numb, make girl come
her shell and raise hell
We gon' 'til the cops come

151 rum, pineapple juice and
Caribou get all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her shell and hell
We gon' party 'til the cops

I see double, I see triple, be trouble, might see pistols
We ain't trying to hear you hata's sucking on
We it up in two double oh sizzle
One to your maybro, unto day go

Why I'm the one to you under the table?
And all the ladies that were time
Want you to become a member of my club
You find
(Tech N9ne)

Trying to tell her get nudie, yes, I even do L words
In the fruity bazoodi, like to it and yell slurs at the movie
If I'm heated, I'm off to get a Caribou Lou to me
(Created)
By nizzle and T-wizzle

One high day we it up
And then I say we Caribou-bizzle like I ladie
in Kansas City, Missouri since 1995 baby

151 rum, juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb, make girl come
Outta her shell and hell
We party 'til the cops come

151 rum, pineapple and Malibu
Caribou get all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her shell and raise
We gon' 'til the cops come

151 rum, pineapple and Malibu
get them all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her and raise hell
We gon' 'til the cops come

Tar bender, I need a drother
Caribou Lou and the party is utter kink
Insane mainy, 'em coming then I'll remain zany
'Cause I'da say baby, I'm trying to make you my main

For the rest of the night, girl, you and tight
Come to me and see these shock reflects and your right
Groupies at 12 o' clock, man, I'm prawl go
(Ya, I'll 'em)
But betten on crap and that's all I know

Yeap, in my tee and Nikes
You might sight me heifing
Might see dry heave, die we not need IV's
Beside me
(Tech, huh, you not any sense)

I might make her wanna swawing a
But I get up on 'em I can do my thing I gotta
(Tech)
Hey, batta, batta, batta, batta, a batta
He can hit, he can hit, he can hit swawing a

151 rum, juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb, make girl come
Outta her and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the come

151 rum, juice and Malibu
get them all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her and raise hell
We gon' 'til the cops come

151 rum, juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb, make baby come
Outta her and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops

151 rum, pineapple and Malibu
get them all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her and raise hell
We gon' party the cops come

It 151, Malibu rum, pineapple juice
Baby, we having some fun,
I'd like to give a big out to Caribou Lou
I'm drinking it and they ain't paying me for it
(Not yet, hah)