Olde-E Fever-No Redeeming Social Value

Olde-E Fever - No Redeeming Social Value Bottle in hand and a mouth full of gold Shot at Pop & Kims' and the sh*t's always cold Drink it in the can and drink it in the glass We swill OLDE-E and we got no class In the paper bag, and you know it's true We don't drink nothing but OLDE-E brew OLDE-E,OLDE-E always got the bottle in my hand OLDE-E, OLDE-E drink it with the hardcore band Bottle in hand, driving down the block The sh*t's kept low, hidden from the cops Drive to the castle of burgers and fries Pulled out the a** (dick, gun...)and the b**ch got a surprise Give me all the money or your life is through I just got finished drinking OLDE-E brew Don't want no trouble, don't want no scuffle My man VanButlett hit the guard with bottle Grabbed all the money, was out of the palce 'Til two five-o's put the badge in my face Get into the car, to the station with me Not 'til i finish the last bottle of OLDE-E