Let's Get Fu**ed Up (feat. Tech N9ne)

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(feat. Tech N9ne) [CHORUS:] Let's get fucked up Let's get high let's get drunk Let's get fucked up We got that weed that ain't no punk Let's get fucked up Let's get high let's get drunk Let's get fucked up Pumpin highlanders in the trunk Let's get fucked up [BAKARII:] Nigga, This is Kansas City You got me fucked up Highland and Shortnitty Nigga we can knuckle up I got fifty-six with me Strickly for my rouges With me until they lift me We can meet for shows I see they lovin us So let the world know They hoes is fuckin us If not, they hoes go My villians and me yellin We relish until we perish Original rock wellers My niggas and me releasin Bone and CD's With money steady increasin For houlagans like me Money by all means Smokers gone pay for daytons Smokin on collard greens But mobbin off in a eighty 56th and highland Livin and never dieing Young, heartless tyrants [BAKARII:] Man yah gone fuck or what? Let's get fucked up! [T-WILL:] I don't think they are, man Let's get fucked up! [BAKARII:] Bitches gotta get out if they ain't gone fuck you know what I'm sayin Let's get fucked up! [T-WILL:] Here comes T-Will bringing the heat from the streets I'ma 5-6 vill You wanna drink come with me Now I'm rollin with my dawgs Nigga where yah bout to be? On our way around the park Nigga, you go get the weed Now the parties on! Got the liqour and the hoes And it won't be long Before we gettin em' out they clothes Nigga show some love Where the weed, pass the bud? The hoes wanna fuck If you can't fuck, pass the rug Let a real nigga do it! Cause you know I ain't no punk Off the fifty-one fluid Gettin blowed, getting drunk Spittin shit, smokin blunts That's all a nigga do If I get too drunk Rogue doggin it with my crew Never givin a FUCK!! Now my head startin to spin Don't wanna upchuck Open a window, I need some wind Now I'm on the floor Nigga, leave me alone You don't need no more Too drunk to drive home! [CHORUS] [BIG SCOOB:] Got these dogs on a hunt Let's get fucked up! Smokin them honey coniac blunts Let's get fucked up Tried to quit, but now I'm back Still gettin fucked up Pump them heater, spray the pack Mic check one, two It's them rouge dog villians And we come for you Stick em up, touch the ceiling Let's all get drunk I got the thick one in the back And I wanna get fucked First night, like a mac Fuck a hoe, neva trust We all about the bucks Coch it back and kick the clutch So them fakers can't touch Master blaster cause disaster I wanna go out in a blaze Set the glass on the dasher Paw prints on my gage So much money to be made Let's all get paid Get the cluch of red spaids Good fellas on a rage Hungry, hungry eat em up It's a must that I bust When I'm on stage, on my nuts Let's get fucked up! [SHORT NITTY:] Nigga I will dump I got my thang off in the trunk I ain't lookin for no funk Tryna find some hoes to fuck Man, I want my johnson sucked Bakarii's puffin on the blunt While I'm steady gettin drunk As we swerve off in the burbs Rimmy got my hoppin curves Now I'm smashin to the land Fifty-six is where I'm in Now my heaters close at hand Heard these haters makin plans Tryna get me for my grands It's the world of Short-Nitty Now I got my villians with me On the corner, countin my scrill On a mission, around the balls Got to pick up one more dog He's over from Ike's up from Paul's Man, I'm speakin of Don and Questions Y'all done heard him on them records And he gets them bitches naked Man, let me hit it for a second [CHORUS] [TECH N9NE:] Nina, give me 1-5-1 With that pine up over straight Plus that Malibu Rum Got these hoes and I can't wait Yum's make me cum And the know what I want to do Get yah straight stuck Get em' all of CariBuLoom So I can fuck When I'm rollin with my dogs Hit the burb on swole Bitches know that we hogs So they dress like hoes They can come without them draws They don't get ner' dime And if you ain't with it, fuck yah Yah don't know tech n9ne I 'ma highlander, til I die On Midwest Side Never gettin drunk, I'm gettin high Bumpin cloudy eyed Givin mean mugs to my foes We can all square off Nigga we'll fight all of yah hoes We don't neva wanna talk Now the parties hella packed Hoes straight star struck Givin blow jobs in the back Bustin fat ass nuts Tell ya partners, tell ya friends Even though we thru up Fuck it, tommorow we'll do it again! Let's get fucked up! 5-6 vill, 5-6 vill, 5-6 vill "Yah drunk yet, Yah high yet? 5-6 vill [CHORUS]