Me and my friends in a hundred dollar volvo
Busting down the street while cruising cruisin' down the road
Getting f*cked up on the 101
Shootin' our guns and having fun
Fourty beers later and a line of speed
Eight ball of blow and a half pound of weed
Heading down the track to Mexico
F*cked on beer and staying gold.
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
As I was saying all that shit like that Vietnam shit
Beer's always better with a bag around it
Dan's in the back puking on my seat
But he was drinking cheap beer, so it's ok by me
Supposed to be in Santa Monica at 8 a.m
F*ck the clock and drink red again
Twenty three years I've been drinking cheap beer
Sixty one more, but from a liquor store
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
Cheap Beer Video (MV)
Performed By: Fidlar
From Album: FIDLAR
Written by: Brandon Quinn Schwartzel, Maxwell Atom Kuehn, Elvis Kuehn, Zachary Carper
Fidlar - Cheap Beer Lyrics
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Me and my friends in a hundred dollar volvo
Busting down the street while cruising cruisin' down the road
Getting f*cked up on the 101
Shootin' our guns and having fun
Fourty beers later and a line of speed
Eight ball of blow and a half pound of weed
Heading down the track to Mexico
F*cked on beer and staying gold.
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
As I was saying all that shit like that Vietnam shit
Beer's always better with a bag around it
Dan's in the back puking on my seat
But he was drinking cheap beer, so it's ok by me
Supposed to be in Santa Monica at 8 a.m
F*ck the clock and drink red again
Twenty three years I've been drinking cheap beer
Sixty one more, but from a liquor store
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
Busting down the street while cruising cruisin' down the road
Getting f*cked up on the 101
Shootin' our guns and having fun
Fourty beers later and a line of speed
Eight ball of blow and a half pound of weed
Heading down the track to Mexico
F*cked on beer and staying gold.
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
As I was saying all that shit like that Vietnam shit
Beer's always better with a bag around it
Dan's in the back puking on my seat
But he was drinking cheap beer, so it's ok by me
Supposed to be in Santa Monica at 8 a.m
F*ck the clock and drink red again
Twenty three years I've been drinking cheap beer
Sixty one more, but from a liquor store
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, f*ck you
Writer: Brandon Quinn Schwartzel, Maxwell Atom Kuehn, Elvis Kuehn, Zachary Carper
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC