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Saturnalia (feat. Beaumont) Video (MV)






J-Hinz Tha Funky MC - Saturnalia (feat. Beaumont) Lyrics




Hello everybody listening let me just introduce you to me
The name is J H I N Z
When I rhyme I cause a frenzy
Omg
Bitch get the f*ck out my face
Taking a shot and I never use chase
Running the game as if it were a race
MOMMA can you keep up with my pace
Naw
Slow down for a minute
Sip liquor get grinning
Drink until my head is spinning
So I start mixing the gin in juice
Lay back and get loose
I'm Partying with a moose
Looking for a fat caboose
If I don't find one then I'll grab a noose
Hang myself from the CN tower
Couldn't jump because I'm a coward
Go home and cry in my shower
Bumpin the fray for like half an hour
NAW
I got the powers like Austin
If u cant tell bitch I'm bossing
Like chicken wings I'm saucing
Milly rocking and I'm flossing
And I'm tossing
These MC's
Whose lyrics is empty
So why the f*ck they exempt me
From the rap game don't tempt me
To empty my lyrical clip
Shoot from the hip
Microphone gripped
Hoe this is it like The Strokes
Bitch I ain't telling no jokes
Light up the game as if it were a smoke
And Like Star Wars I'm a new hope so

Shotgun, shotgun, all night
Party hard, party hard till the sunlight
Shotgun, shotgun with a bud light
Party hard, party hard till the sunrise

Now I'm back with a new flow
Norman Bates bitch I'm psycho
And I dance like I'm Micheal
Jackson bad all night yo
I drink liquor till I black out
Party until I pass out
And y'all know I got mad clout
Word to the Beatles I twist and I shout
Word of mouth I'm the best around
When I rap the crowd I astound
Like fossils I'm underground
And my rap style too profound
Drinking beers 1 2 3 4 5
I get funky and then I jive
Like the Bee Gees I stay alive
Gloria Gaynor I will survive
Drink more beers 6 7 8 9
Now I am feeling divine
More shots and also some wine
But I stay away from all the lines
White lines Grandmaster Flash
Whip my head around get whiplash
Put my head through a wall f*ck that
F*cked up so I mumble when I chit chat
Try to smash a couple cutie pies
Too drunk so I get denied
Got liquor courage try one more time
Find myself a dime and then I

Shotgun, shotgun, all night
Party hard, party hard till the sunlight
Shotgun, shotgun with a bud light
Party hard, party hard till the sunrise

Now its 5 in the morning I'm yawning ideas is forming of how I should go to bed
But I think of a couple hundred things that I would rather do instead
Have a shotgun, grab a funnel
Couple beers I, need to guzzle
Got no filter I need a muzzle
Or to just stop causing trouble
Then I piss in my sink and my shower
This is what we call the final hour
I devour some munch
Pizza and some captain crunch
And I do got a hunch
That it was somebody's lunch
But in this moment I don't give a f*ck
Yes I am depending on luck
That there are no punches that I gotta duck
Its Almost Time for bed but

Shotgun, shotgun, all night
Party hard, party hard till the sunlight
Shotgun, shotgun with a bud light
Party hard, party hard till the sunrise
Shotgun, shotgun, all night
Party hard, party hard till the sunlight
Shotgun, shotgun with a bud light
Party hard, party hard till the sunrise
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Hello everybody listening let me just introduce you to me
The name is J H I N Z
When I rhyme I cause a frenzy
Omg
Bitch get the f*ck out my face
Taking a shot and I never use chase
Running the game as if it were a race
MOMMA can you keep up with my pace
Naw
Slow down for a minute
Sip liquor get grinning
Drink until my head is spinning
So I start mixing the gin in juice
Lay back and get loose
I'm Partying with a moose
Looking for a fat caboose
If I don't find one then I'll grab a noose
Hang myself from the CN tower
Couldn't jump because I'm a coward
Go home and cry in my shower
Bumpin the fray for like half an hour
NAW
I got the powers like Austin
If u cant tell bitch I'm bossing
Like chicken wings I'm saucing
Milly rocking and I'm flossing
And I'm tossing
These MC's
Whose lyrics is empty
So why the f*ck they exempt me
From the rap game don't tempt me
To empty my lyrical clip
Shoot from the hip
Microphone gripped
Hoe this is it like The Strokes
Bitch I ain't telling no jokes
Light up the game as if it were a smoke
And Like Star Wars I'm a new hope so

Shotgun, shotgun, all night
Party hard, party hard till the sunlight
Shotgun, shotgun with a bud light
Party hard, party hard till the sunrise

Now I'm back with a new flow
Norman Bates bitch I'm psycho
And I dance like I'm Micheal
Jackson bad all night yo
I drink liquor till I black out
Party until I pass out
And y'all know I got mad clout
Word to the Beatles I twist and I shout
Word of mouth I'm the best around
When I rap the crowd I astound
Like fossils I'm underground
And my rap style too profound
Drinking beers 1 2 3 4 5
I get funky and then I jive
Like the Bee Gees I stay alive
Gloria Gaynor I will survive
Drink more beers 6 7 8 9
Now I am feeling divine
More shots and also some wine
But I stay away from all the lines
White lines Grandmaster Flash
Whip my head around get whiplash
Put my head through a wall f*ck that
F*cked up so I mumble when I chit chat
Try to smash a couple cutie pies
Too drunk so I get denied
Got liquor courage try one more time
Find myself a dime and then I

Shotgun, shotgun, all night
Party hard, party hard till the sunlight
Shotgun, shotgun with a bud light
Party hard, party hard till the sunrise

Now its 5 in the morning I'm yawning ideas is forming of how I should go to bed
But I think of a couple hundred things that I would rather do instead
Have a shotgun, grab a funnel
Couple beers I, need to guzzle
Got no filter I need a muzzle
Or to just stop causing trouble
Then I piss in my sink and my shower
This is what we call the final hour
I devour some munch
Pizza and some captain crunch
And I do got a hunch
That it was somebody's lunch
But in this moment I don't give a f*ck
Yes I am depending on luck
That there are no punches that I gotta duck
Its Almost Time for bed but

Shotgun, shotgun, all night
Party hard, party hard till the sunlight
Shotgun, shotgun with a bud light
Party hard, party hard till the sunrise
Shotgun, shotgun, all night
Party hard, party hard till the sunlight
Shotgun, shotgun with a bud light
Party hard, party hard till the sunrise
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Writer: Josh Hinzelman, Spencer Beaumont
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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