Testo Get Fu*ked Up - Young Nudy
Testo della canzone Get Fu*ked Up (Young Nudy), tratta dall'album Sli'merre 2
'Ed up
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Pour me up, roll it up, gas, gas, gas, gas, gas, I'm geeked (I'm geeked)
Call him up, hit up the plug (phew)
Puff it and puff it and pass, pass, pass me back my weed (my weed)
Pass me the drugs, phew, call him up, hit up the plug (yeah)
Get fucked up, get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, get fucked up (get fucked up)
Pass me the drugs (yeah), call him up, hit up the plug (like, hit up the plug)
I show her love (oh, yeah), I be fuckin' on them drugs (I fuck on them drugs)
Get fucked up (yeah), fuckin' her, get fucked up (get fucked up)
Too turnt up (oh, yeah), rollin' up, ain't had enough (nah, ain't had enough)
Puff it and puff (puff), pour my cup, pour me up, pour me up (pour me up, pour me up)
That is enough (yeah), throw it up, throw it up, throw it up (throw it up, throw it up)
Money fallin' down (yeah), bitch booty all around (bitch)
Nigga, bitch, I rock the crown (bitch), six bitch, I'm ridin' 'round (yes, sir)
Pour me up, roll it up, gas, gas, gas, gas, gas, I'm geeked (I'm geeked)
Call him up, hit up the plug (phew)
Puff it and puff it and pass, pass, pass me back my weed (my weed)
Pass me the drugs, phew, call him up, hit up the plug (yeah)
Get fucked up, get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, get fucked up (get fucked up)
I can walk in the club all by my lonely, them bitches know I got them bands (bitch, got them bands)
To leave the club all by my lonely, got my blick in my hand (blick in my hand)
Five hundred to security, blicked up, doin' my dance (doin' my dance)
Brought my dancing partner, all my diamonds dance (diamonds dance)
And I got my cup, it's filled (icy)
Lean and Xans, I remember when I was a toddler (a toddler)
Cheers to the broke bitch who say, "I won't get guala" (cheers, bitch)
Now I'm gettin' fucked up with her friends, ain't no problem, okay
Pour me up, roll it up, gas, gas, gas, gas, gas, I'm geeked (I'm geeked, yeah, yeah)
Call him up, hit up the plug (yeah)
Puff it and puff it and pass, pass, pass me back my weed (yeah, my weed)
Pass me the drugs, phew, call him up, hit up the plug, phew (what we're doin'? Yeah)
Get fucked up, get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, get fucked up (get fucked up)
Get fucked up, get fucked up
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Writer(s): Jordan Timothy Jenks, Quantavious Tavario Thomas
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