Issue No 118 Fucked Up Lyrics


Fucked up by Issue No. 118

Let it blunt in the club like a '
And now I'm gettin' drunk with the DJ
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now
Yeah,we're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up ,we're gettin' fucked up now

'of the Jack Daniels smokin' fat blunts smilin' like '
And get your bitch cause she's flyin' off the handle
Me and my niggaz don't fall for the proper gender
I got a bad one,a really bad one
She wanna fuck she in the bathroom
Let's gettin' crack it ,I'm off the motherfucker Jack straight
Get your fact straight and ' bad bitch on a bad day

What's it late?yup,you know what's up
If Pete's live in the club,we're smokin' '
Baby girl,the war is yours and that's what you want
Don't get attached cause if we fuck ,we fuck it once
A real player is she

Let it blunt in the club like a '
And now I'm getting drunk with the DJ
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now

I'm in the spa , cheetah print, mommy lookin' exotic ,the '
The way she movin' I had to back up and grab it
I spoke English she said 'menos'
A honey '
Fuck all the 'passin' patrol
'it's the celebration '

We've got another one 'the coast
It's like a pet riley only for grown folks
Selene,baby ,as my weaken desires
Toast a better day , it's a ' tomorrow
You're too literary ,they don't know what you mean
Man I was a failure when I wrote this, I'm not a machine
More that you can tell some may know me well
Blinkin' with emotions,man ,I'm normal as hell

Let it blunt in the club like a '
And now I'm gettin' drunk with the DJ
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now

I'm in the club gettin' fucked up ' till '
Plus she ain't the label you know what he wrappin'
JC help me out,like I need a verse
I told him it's not I'm puttin' it in rehearse
Ok,I see a bad bitch and she chills it
She wanna be with a winner nigga and you lose it
Bottle after bottle about to get it poppin'
I'm the man in my city I own the plug in the socket
Yeah, I got love with the DJ
Tell him I throw my shit on ...
I got love with the DJ
Tell him I throw my shit on '

I like money,I like bitches
She bouncin' that ass like he got switches
I like money,I like bitches
I'd like to thank all for gettin' drunk with '

Let it blunt in the club like a'.
And now I'm gettin' drunk with the DJ
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up ,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're getting' fucked up, we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up ,we're gettin' fucked up now

Let it blunt in the club like a '
And now I'm gettin' drunk with the DJ
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up ,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now
We're gettin' fucked up,we're gettin' fucked up now.

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