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I went in to the A&P, but it were closed so
I went to the K&B, it got sold so
I went to the P&T, I got a forty for breakfast
and it was good for me

I tried to mine nutrition from celery
But it don't taste good, it got astringency
I ate a healthy dinner, but it felt empty
Cause I like to get fucked up with my calories

Oh, I need a Forty...
Oh, I need a Forty...
In the morning, in the morning
I need a Forty...
oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh...

I wake up in a penitentiary
For each thought on my mind was a morning Forty
All I could get was a ham and cheese,
They don't sell malt liquor in a old PP

That's when I knew that was no place for me
I used my one phone call, call my boy Shaggy
I dialed down the center using AT&T
I said "Bitch, Bring your LTD,
Come set my black ass free."

Oh, I need a Forty...
Oh, I need a Forty...
In the morning, in the morning
I need a Forty...
oh, oh-oh-oh

Guitar!

I tried to start my morning with an MGD
But It's too thin, got no specific gravity
A Forty of malt liquor makes sense to me
You gotta get a family size in this economy

I tried drinkin' coffee and I tried drinkin' tea
But I ain't feel nothin' but jittery
If I'ma spend my time
walkin' back and forth to the john
I ain't gonna make much sense to myself
If I ain't got no buzz on

When I was shoppin' at the P&T,
A 16-Ounce of water was a Buck Twenty-Three
I almost flew a goose, It was clear to me
Malt liquor's cheaper,
So, I got a Forty

my whole room, and I got on my feet
I started walkin' with my brown bag
Don't fuck with me
Mind yo own business when you drink in your car
It's like you never seen a white boy drunk on the street

Oh, I need a Forty...
Oh, I need a Forty...
In the morning, in the morning
I need a Forty...
oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I went in to the A&P, but it were closed so   I went to the K&B, it got sold so    I went to the P&T, I got a forty for breakfast   and it was good for me      I tried to mine nutrition from celery   But it don't taste good, it got astringency   I ate a healthy dinner, but it felt empty   Cause I like to get fucked up with my calories      Oh, I need a Forty...   Oh, I need a Forty...   In the morning, in the morning   I need a Forty...   oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh...      I wake up in a penitentiary   For each thought on my mind was a morning Forty   All I could get was a ham and cheese,   They don't sell malt liquor in a old PP      That's when I knew that was no place for me   I used my one phone call, call my boy Shaggy   I dialed down the center using AT&T   I said "Bitch, Bring your LTD,   Come set my black ass free."      Oh, I need a Forty...   Oh, I need a Forty...   In the morning, in the morning   I need a Forty...   oh, oh-oh-oh      Guitar!      I tried to start my morning with an MGD   But It's too thin, got no specific gravity   A Forty of malt liquor makes sense to me   You gotta get a family size in this economy      I tried drinkin' coffee and I tried drinkin' tea   But I ain't feel nothin' but jittery   If I'ma spend my time    walkin' back and forth to the john   I ain't gonna make much sense to myself    If I ain't got no buzz on      When I was shoppin' at the P&T,   A 16-Ounce of water was a Buck Twenty-Three   I almost flew a goose, It was clear to me   Malt liquor's cheaper,    So, I got a Forty      my whole room, and I got on my feet    I started walkin' with my brown bag   Don't fuck with me   Mind yo own business when you drink in your car   It's like you never seen a white boy drunk on the street      Oh, I need a Forty...   Oh, I need a Forty...   In the morning, in the morning   I need a Forty...   oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
 
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