No I'm not tryin' to be rude,
But my lungs are feeling ‘ew’
The trail led us through the stew
In a neverending loop
That's why I'm all up in yo grill
Tryna get you to circle
You must be a football coach
The way you getting those down-downs
So baby gimme that beer near
Lemme give you that drink drink
Runnin' her hands through my 'stache
We were gone in a dash
While we felt that beer splash
It's the remix to the eagle
Running like it’s illegal
Do Her Well rolling that ass
Working hard on her Kegels
Sippin' on Hand Pump’s rum
We’re like so what we’re drunk
It's SFH3 baby
We’re about to have us some fun
Down Down Down Down Down Down Down
Down Down Down
Can’t Eat Pussy’s on the trail
Dick Ass is on his tail
Just Doesn’t Get It took the wrong turn
But still got beer without fail
Chicken Bone Her’s got a feelin'
No more hopin' and wishin'
She’s gonna take that trail map and
Fuck those eagles when they’re bitch’n
So baby gimme that beer near
Lemme give you that drink drink
Runnin' her hands through my 'stache
We were gone in a dash
While we felt that beer splash
It's the remix to the eagle
Running like it’s illegal
Tuna on Top calling crimes out
Finding staches’ tall and regal
Udder Moron took a cut
The Perfect Woman took a Coit
Who’s Your Daddy tripped them both up
Sneaky marks made him strut.
But it's SFH3 baby
We’re about to have us some fun
So baby gimme that beer near
Lemme give you that drink drink
Runnin' her hands through my 'stache
We were gone in a dash
While we felt that beer splash
It's the remix to the eagle
Running like it’s illegal
Good Shit’s got the angle
Fuck Norris flew fast as seagulls
Mouthin’ some sweet white balls,
Muff Daddy said were too small
It's SFH3 baby
We’re about to have us some fun
It's the remix to the eagle
Running like it’s illegal
Backside Banger’s PTA trick
Roman Shower’s gonna steal
But Rent Whore has a tip
The Guzz opens his lips
Asks of Dick Simmons
“Think my mustache is gonna slip?”
So baby gimme that beer near
Lemme give you that drink drink
Runnin' her hands through my 'stache
We were gone in a dash
While we felt that beer splash
Massive Cock Check from down under
Might have made a blunder
Trading shirts with Vagina Dentata
That might have made us wonder
But then Princess Labia
Told a joke that’d slay ‘ya
And The Uniballer’s Pre-K crafts entertained us all night
And after the circle it’s the on after
And after the on after it’s another on after
Then you take it to your home and let the vomit spatter
And when you wake up you know deep down that nothing else matters.
Down Down Down Down Down Down Down
Down Down Down
We gonna trash it up now.