My friend yousta be thin He`s get all the women We`d go kick it at the bar But his drinkin` went too far He could see over his belt The brotha was slim and svelte But the gut snuck up while he wasn`t lookin` And the beer stood firm within
Beergut Gettin` in the way of things Beergut, no longer can he see his nuts, Beergut He will keep drinkin` till he throws up
He`s got the dunlap disease His gut is troubled trapped When his gut lap over his belt buckle My Hommie`s arms and legs are thin His Gut is filled with Heineken 40 ounce chug-a-lugs of Old English Saint Ides Budweiser Micky`s Big Mouth
Beergut Gettin` in the way of things Beergut, no longer can he see his nuts, Beergut He will keep drinkin` till he throws up
Then we leave from the bar We go to the homestead Get a six pack and turn on the TV ...roll a joint and take it... toke it to the head.
Then when the munchies take over We will raid the convenience store Grubbin` and scarfin` and fucked up And the Beergut grows some more
Beergut
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