[Lyric] Movin On Up (The Pietasters)

Walking down the street with a bottle of gin Double vision crossing, now my head full of sin Stumbling along watch the car lights pass I wish I got the number of the girl in class Cool malt liquor is the fuel of life, drowns the sorrow, pain and strife All I'll have to serve is a big red bowl, Swimming in toilet pee in your pool

Walking down the street with a bottle of gin Double vision crossing, now my head full of sin Stumbling along watch the car lights pass I wish I got the number of the girl in class Blood clots, seed like, mouse in traps Scurry for the cover before the attacks Movin' up on you tonight When the fist start a flying I'll be feeling alright

(chorus: 'Cause I'm bigger than you and I'm badder than you Bigger than you, and I'm badder than you Bigger than you, and I'm badder than you And I'll beat you down like George beat Weezie)
Walking down the street with a bottle of gin Double vision crossing, now my head full of sin Stumbling along watch the car lights pass I wish I got the number of the girl in class Cool malt liquor is the fuel of life, drowns the sorrow, pain and strife All I'll have to serve is a big red bowl, Swimming in toilet pee in your pool

(chorus) x2