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Tech N9ne
Caribou Lou lyrics

Yea, it's like the ultimate party favor baby ya know, yea
2 cups and get her hot and out of clothes, ya know
Caribou lou

It's like-
151 rum
Pinapple juice, and malibu, caribou, get them all numb
Make baby girl come
Out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop till the cops come

Half a bottle of 151
Off of the jug with cup of malibu rum
Baby that's what's up
Then you fill the rest of the jug
With pinapple juice, and it's crackin
The only defect is wakin up like "what happened?"
I like red light parties and fed right bodies
Who like, bread like dolly and head right totties at night
Aribou kay
Ou-la
Terrible day
You pay the liquor store teller with no hair-a to braid
Tusche
Get the party jumping
Keep the hotties humpin
I like them thick and juicy
So don't pilate nothing
Drinkin to much lou you
You might be karate punchin
Or at the back of the club
Attending the naughty lunch-in
Satin,
Kool-aid getchu hella 151
November dog
So run kitty run
We gon' drink it until we done
Diddy dum
Bum biddy bum
Here kansas city come so give me some-

151 rum
Pinapple juice, and malibu, caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, outta her shell and raise hell
We gon' party till the cops come

151 rum
Pinapple juice, and malibu, caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, outta her shell and raise hell
Don't stop till the cops come

I see double
I see triple
Might be trouble
Might see pistols
We ain't tryin to hear you hata's suckin on sickles
We livin it up in to double it up on sizles?
One to your maybro
Unto your day go
Why I'm the one to drink you
Under the table
And all the ladies that were doing time
Want you to become a member of my drinkin club
You will find (tech n9ne)
Tryin to tell her truely get nudie
Yes I even do el words
In the fruity bazoodi
Like to drink it and yell slurs at the movie
If I'm heated, I'm off to get a caribou lou to cool me
(Created) by tech nizzle and t-wizzle
One high day
We mixed it up
And then I say we drink caribou-bizzle like
I ladie
Originated in kasnas city, missouri
Since 1995 baby.

151 rum
Pinapple juice, and malibu, caribou, get them all numb
Make baby girl come
Out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop till the cops come

151 rum
Pinapple juice, and malibu, caribou, get them all numb
Make baby girl come
Out of her shell and raise hell
We gon' party till the cops come

151 rum
Pinapple juice, malibu, caribou, get them all numb
Make baby girl come
Out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop till the cops come

Tar bender I need a drother nink
Release caribou lou and the party is utter kink
Insane mainy
Keep em' comin then I'll remain zany
Cause I'da say baby
I'm tryin to make you my main gamey
For the rest of the night
Girl you sexy and tight
Come to mi casa and see these shock reflects and your right
Groupies at 12 o' clock
Man I'm prawl I'll go
(Ya I'll recruit em)
But ain't betten on crap and that's all I know
Yeap in my white tee and nikes
You might sight me slightly heifin
Might see dry heave
Die we shall not need i-v's
Beside me siamese
(Tech, huh, you not makin any sense)
I might make her wanna Swa-wing a prada
But once I get up on em' I can do my thing I gotta (tech! )
Hey batta batta batta batta swa-ing a batta
He can hit he can hit he can hit swa-wing a batta

151 rum
Pinapple juice, and malibu, caribou, get them all numb
Make baby girl come
Out of her shell and raise hell
We gon party till the cops come

151 rum
Pinapple juice, and malibu, caribou, get them all numb
Make baby girl come
Out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop till the cops come

151 rum
Pinapple juice, and malibu, caribou, get them all numb
Make baby girl come
Out of her shell and raise hell
We gon party till the cops come

151 rum
Pinapple juice, and malibu, caribou, get them all numb
Make baby girl come
Out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop till the cops come

It goes 151,
Malibu rum
Pinapple juice
Baby we havin some fun- yeah

I'd like to give a big shout out to caribou lou
Cause I'm drinking it,
And they ain't paying me for it
(Not yet hah)

Corrected by: kinkybear
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by primalrocker2 on Oct 21, 2008 at 01:57 PM
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This and "The Beast" are the songs that got me into Tech N9ne. This has to be one of the best songs Tech has made. My fiancee woke me up one night to drink some Caribou Lou's with him. :D
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