There are two rules to remember if you wanna have a good time... Rule number one: Never run out of Colt45... Rule number two: You never know when friends might show up... I don't claim you can have a better time with Colt45 than without it... never forget... Colt45...It was a Friday night, everybody was drinkingThe ladies were upset 'cause the breath was stinkingAnd it won't be long 'til we start to funk'Cause Double's gonna get drunk, buddyThes One's gonna get drunk, buddyEverybody get drunk, buddy... and, and, and... sha na na!Yeah, crack the 40, who's down to get plastered?I get the party started with the Colt45Buzzing like a beehive, feeling so pissy, andI roll up on your scene like Lando CalrissianRefunding mission, get-a-get your ten centsFresh out my freezer, let the swill commenceI gets the rare stuff: on twelve ounce bottles, on end labelsBut when I'm rockin' parties and behind the turntablesCan't be running back and forth through the dance floor, trippin'So I grab a cold Colt45 and start sippin'Big bottle, big mouth, big party, good timesBought a barrel, enzymes enhance the rhymesLike a "hip hip hippyâ€, you don't stop the rockI get busy... I feel like Malt Disney'Bout to crack another 40-ounce right hereYou like that Red Bull and vodka? Well, we like BEER!Colt, boy... understand?Now who wants a 40? (We want a 40!)Who wants a quart? (We want a quart!)You want a 32? (No!), you want a whole keg? (Yeah!)Well, leave it up to me to get the party off rightHit up Mr. Lee's and grab the Colt45Smooth malt liquor, my dad used to drink itDown two 40s, and watch the homie start singin'Keep it in the freezer, make sure that it's coldVery easy to find, where fine beers are soldWord up to Billy Dee, I'm 'bout to crack one openHalfway through the bottle, watch your boy start loc'ingPut up on the case, then turn up the bassAnd watch everybody come alive in the placeDon't mix with brown liquor and you have a good timePassing up the 40 bottle's like committing a crimeSo next you wanna grab a cold one? Chill...Two for $1.20, now the smile on your grillWe're gonna kick back, drink beer, party and have funYou want another 40?We're gonna kick back, drink beer, party and have funYou want another 40 ounce?We're gonna kick back, drink beer, party and have funYou want another 40 ounce?I'm gonna kick back, drink beer, party and have funYou want another 40 'cause I'm gonna grab one!Colt45 (scratched and repeated)The power of Colt45...When I was 17, I'd asked an old manTo take a couple quarters and buy me a tall can, back thenIs all about 8 Ball, St. Ides, good brew, hanging out with my crewSometimes, we'd get the Night Train or the Thunder ChickenI thought it would pass, the ... still sipping (Oh!)I go hard like when I first wake up (Boing!)Crack a cold one, and pour that ... in my cupNow, here comes the madness, the Knight like GladysCall me Dynowino, see, I'm the baddestWord to Cash, (45...) for youThey should put me with the monkeys down in L.A. ZooAnd you can come see me, for a small feeWatch me get drunk with my familyYou could take it to the, I'll take it to the fridgeMake sure it's real quiet, so I can hear the fizzWhen you see me in public, know my bottle is nearY'all ... like tight pants, we like beer! Ha! Ha!Uh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh!Beer is what we talking 'bout... you don't stop...(repeats)
