The Pietasters - Movin' on Up

Walking down the street with a bottle of gin
Double vision crossing, now my head full of sin
Stumbling along watch the car lights pass
I wish I got the number of the girl in class
Cool malt liquor is the fuel of life, drowns the sorrow, pain and strife
All I'll have to serve is a big red bowl
Swimming in toilet pee in your pool

Walking down the street with a bottle of gin
Double vision crossing, now my head full of sin
Stumbling along watch the car lights pass
I wish I got the number of the girl in class
Blood clots, seed like, mouse in traps
Scurry for the cover before the attacks
Movin' up on you tonight
When the fist start a flying I'll be feeling alright

[Chorus:]
'Cause I'm bigger than you and I'm badder than you
Bigger than you, and I'm badder than you
Bigger than you, and I'm badder than you
And I'll beat you down like George beat Weezie

Walking down the street with a bottle of gin
Double vision crossing, now my head full of sin
Stumbling along watch the car lights pass
I wish I got the number of the girl in class
Cool malt liquor is the fuel of life, drowns the sorrow, pain and strife
All I'll have to serve is a big red bowl
Swimming in toilet pee in your pool

[Chorus 2X]

Written by:
Christine Yarian Perren, Curtis James Jackson, Frederick Perren, Leon Ware

Publisher:
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