(Intro :)
Yeah, it’s like the ultimate party favor baby ya know? 2 cups will get her hot and out of her clothes ya know? Caribou Lou it’s like,

(Chorus:)
151 Rum, Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell. Don’t stop till the cops come.

(Verse 1:)
Half a bottle of 151 off in a jug 1 cup of Malibu rum baby that’s whassup then you fill the rest of the jug with pineapple juice and it’s crackin’ the only defect is waking 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 Cay oulay. Terrible day you pay the liquor store teller with no hair or tupe tushe

Get the party jumpin’, keep the hotties humpin’, I like em thick and juicy so don’t palatti nothin’, drinkin’ too much Lou you, might be karate puchin’ or at the back of the club attending the naughty luncheon

Satin, coolaid gives you hella 151 November dog so run kitty run, we gon drink it until we dumb ditty dumb bum bitty bum here Kansas City come so give me some

(Chorus:)
151 Rum, Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell. We gon party till the cops come. 151 Rum, Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell. Don’t stop till the cops come.

(Verse 2 :)
I see double, I see triple, might be trouble might see pistols, we ain’t tryin’ ta hear you hataz suckin’ on sickles, we livin’ it up in two double o sizzle

Wonder you may bro, until ya day go, why I’m the one ta drink you under the table, and all the ladies I will do in time once you become a member of my drinkin’ club you will find Tech N9ne

Tryin’ to tell her truly get nudey yes I even do L-words in their fruity bizutti like to drink it and yell slurs at the movies, if I’m heated I’m off to get Caribou Lou to cool me

Created by Tech N9zzle and T. Wizzle one high day we mixed it up and then I say we treat caribizzle like our lady, originated in Kansas City, Missouri since 1995 baby

(Verse 3 :)
Tar bender I need a drother nink, release Caribou Lou in a party it’s utter kink, insane mani, keep em comin’ then I’ll remain zany cause sadatay baby I’m tryin’ ta make you my main damey

For the rest of the night girl ya sexy, ya tight, come to we casa and see the chakra flexin’ you right. Groupies at 12 o’clock man I’ll crawl, I’ll go, yeah I’ll recruit em but I bet not crap that’s all I know

Yep in my white t and Nike’s you might sight me slightly hyph and might see dry heaves, die we shall not need I.V.’s beside me siemeze (Tech) “huh” (you’re not makin’ any sense!)

I might make her wanna swing her prada but once I get up on the mic and do my thing I got her. (Tech) Hey batter, batter, batter, batter swing batter he can hit he can it he can hit swing batter