Croweman & the Ape - 927 (feat. Camasaurus)

Lights are flashin
Music is blastin
Party Petes throwin down
TKE be bangin
Showing up with a cup where’s the keg fill er’ up
Sayin what’s up to a bitch with a big butt
Pass me the bong while I’m playing beer pong
Takin lots of shots, yeah, it didn’t take me long
All the girls cheer
While the ape chugs his beer
They won’t let him stop till his cup’s been cleared
Time for the sorority to make their appearance
Baked it’s a priority I’m barely coherent
Put it on my hip so I got a better grip
Let me take a fat rip cause
Tonight I’m going on a trip
Headed to the dance floor
Feeling like King Kong
Ready to smoke more
Fuck it lets drink on
Another cup of J-J seems a little risque
Shits my poison
It’s gonna kill me
Man I’m Burnt like
Grill cheese
Turn’t like
Chill breeze
Oh please
Kill these
Killing em
Were downing beers like no tomorrow
Call me
Squantos
Cause I
Barely
Speak hoe
Speak hoe
Hitting my peak though
Full of beer yo
Fuck I gotta go
My dick boutta burst like a leak hose
It’s a Thursday I got class in the morn-ang
I’m gonna stay up and I am pour-ang
Another cup of J-J never am I bor-ang
Going crazy all-ways the crowd will keep on roar-ang
Nine
Twenty
Seven
Till the morning
Nine
Twenty
Seven
Keep on pouring
Nine
Twenty
Seven
Time don’t exist at
Nine
Twenty
Seven
Party all night
Just a quick visit to Croweman
I was down for the weekend
Party at nine two seven
Up all night I’m in heaven
A couple rounds of beer and Camasaurus can’t steer
Jumping up and down
Buzz so high
Feel like I’m stuck in the air
Floating above the ground with a sexy bitch to my right
And another on my left
But the best is straight in my line of sight
Why fight the urge to splurge with a keg in here
Slurring my words with another beer
I’ll have a toast let’s cheers
To everybody who’s fucked up in here
It’s a Thursday I got class in the morn-ang
I’m gonna stay up and I am pour-ang
Another cup of J-J never am I bor-ang
Going crazy all-ways the crowd will keep on roar-ang
Nine
Twenty
Seven
Till the morning
Nine
Twenty
Seven
Keep on pouring
Nine
Twenty
Seven
Time don’t exist at
Nine
Twenty
Seven
Party all night
Nine
Twenty
Seven
Till the morning
Nine
Twenty
Seven
Keep on pouring
Nine
Twenty
Seven
Time don’t exist at
Nine
Twenty
Seven
Party all night
Hey Big Chungus
Don’t ruin the fun just yet
These bitches they love us
Need me a hot brunette
Find me on the couch chilling high up from all the weed
Shit I need some water please
Can someone guide me to the bathroom?
Damn it man
I really got to pee
Bitches want to dance but the Ape is in a trance
Try to stand I can’t at least I took a chance
See Mitch sittin over there giving me a glance
Oh fuck
The Fosters got two heads
Feeling dead it’s 4 am
Shit man I need to go to bed
But I’d rather be a fisherman
Bobbin up and down
She’s giving me really good head
Oh yeah
Haha
927 baby
I love it
All night
Yo can you pass the bong?
Good shit
Haha
Yooo

Written by:
Brian Crowe

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