Deck My Balls - Afroman

Lyrics

Lick my balls with lots of saliva, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

'Tis the season to suck a drunk driver, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Out of style with gangster apparel, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Stroll through the hood with a loaded double-barrel, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Blazin' blunts in a beat-up Taurus, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Baby gangsters sellin' dope for us, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Digital scale to weigh and measure, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Gettin' over on the system brings me pleasure, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (ha-ha-ha)

High as hell with dark sunglasses, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Flunkin' all my stupid ass classes, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Me and my homies kick it together, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Drunk and high in real cold weather, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

merry christmas yall