Story Behind The Song
Influenced by countless nights at bars where the lighting and alcohol distort the way chicks really look in broad daylight.
Song Description
What happens when you mix alcohol with a not so pretty face?
Song Length |
3:24 |
Genre |
Rap - Hip Hop |
Era |
2000 and later |
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Lyrics
Intro:
YKC: Yo those chicks over there are lookin? kinda hot
The 23rd Stallion: What chicks the ones over there or the ones over there, over there
Tur-Bo: Man I don?t know whatcha guys are lookin? at man, those is some bar faces, Gaaaa-daaamn!!
Verse: Tur-Bo
Now this the type a face that could look great in a bar
just don?t make the mistake to place in back of your car
so do stay outta positions where you can?t make a distinction,
cause you?re depressively drinkin?/ and start forgettin? the difference
tween your standards for women so now you?re thinking of stickin
most any chicken the club unfortunetly is admitin?
Verse: The 23rd Stallion
Yo, I?m a stay far from her face throw darts at her face
Shes missing parts of her face I?ll fart in her face
I ain?t tryin to lie, turn the lights on Ahh my eyes
I mean waddaya think, she?s grillin? my drinks
I ain?t drunk enough to think she?s attractive with 5 points subtracted
Verse: YKC
Don?t make me laugh kid, your backwards, you don?t be knowin/
She a hotta mamma Uma get her outta her clothin/
Let me over there I see her face look like a model/
At least it do from here and from the bottom of a bottle/
I had to many shots and I?m way past my limit/
Add them five points back, I?ll be here for a minute/
Mater fact, gimme that bottle uma spin it/
If it stop up on any girl, I betcha I get up in it/
Chorus
Ya gotta bar face, get outta our face
You ain?t comin? back to our place
Unless I?m tipsy and I had too many
I?m just bein? friendly, I?m ready when you ready
Bar face, get outta our face
You ain?t comin? back to our place
Unless I?m tipsy and I had too many
I?m just bein? friendly, I?m ready when you ready
Verse: The 23rd Stallion
Far from exceptional the bags under her eyes
look like 2 giant testicles Far from intellectuals
vision kinda blurred but I don?t wear spectacles
Flabby ass arms look like Octopus tentacles
shit aint respectable hoe goes to bars
just for wings cause their delectable shit?s unexceptable
Verse: YKC
Scuse me, uma take a seat and park in this place/
Start some convo that?ll spark her interest/
She mine soon as I say somthin to her/
She wasn?t before but every second she getting cuter/
It?s absurd to hur the game yo man bring/
Just observe and watch me do the damn thing
Verse: Tur-Bo
She must be playin ?if she stayin? like my spirit is breakin
waitin? for Turb to take?er home to bone instead of me spankin?
the monkey, which isn?t funny cause it?s sure to get ugly
And there is no amount of money you can possibly give,
Cause as soon as this is over I would no longer live
but if you feelin? like you wanna then go bother to holla
cause there is no way do?er shoulda busted out sooner
manure smellin? from her breath as if she stepped out sewer.
Chorus
Ya gotta bar face, get outta our face
You ain?t comin? back to our place
Unless I?m tipsy and I had too many
I?m just bein? friendly, I?m ready when you ready
Bar face, get outta our face
You ain?t comin? back to our place
Unless I?m tipsy and I had too many
I?m just bein? friendly, I?m ready when you ready
Verse: YKC
Things is lookin different since when they let me in/
All these gurls turn from fives, six, sevens, to tens/
I?m talking and I?m tryin to get wit her and her friend/
I think I?m seein double is that your twin/
In the state I?m in y?all all look the same to me/
In y?all case I?m what a bar face came to see
Verse: Tur-Bo
Keep?em away from me cause I?m stankin of booze 1
Gettin? pursued by foul faces with a pair big boobs 2
and my mood is put in question due ta liquor ingestin 3
and I?m afraid I?ll make exceptions just because she?s big breasted, I?m getting? tempted , but I gotta
get aholda myself but I?m wasted, needin? savin?
Hopin? someone might help
Verse: The 23rd Stallion
The liquor makes?er look a little better when shes wearin a sweater my brother you better forgetter got her
She got?er head on my shoulder I think its best if I told
her that my crew is drunk And you smell like funk,
and I don?t mean music You got the mints well than use em
A barf-ace its hard to lose em You can ask him
and I?ll see you later Even though its dim,
I can still see the crater
Outro
Chick rambling