(Ft. Fabo Of D4L, Danny Brown & Playa Fly)
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[Intro:]
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Alright dirt, let's go
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I'm too fucked up
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I'm too fucked up
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I'm too fucked up
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I'm too fucked up
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Hook:
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I need a trippy bitch,
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I ain't with that cute shit
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I need a trippy bitch,
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I ain't with that cute shit
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I need a trippy bitch,
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I ain't with that cute shit
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I'm too fucked up
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(I'm too fucked up)
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I'm too fucked up
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(I'm too fucked up)
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I'm too fucked up
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(I'm too fucked up)
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I'm too fucked up
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(I'm too fucked up)
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James
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My nigga what you need?
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My nigga what you smoke? (ahhh)
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My nigga what you drink? (shots)
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My nigga homophobe? (man)
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Nosebleed, nosebleed
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My nigga, what you snort?
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I took a hundred shrooms
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I need a hundred more!
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I need a trippy bitch
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Fuck all Hennessy
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She got that Miley Cyrus white girl shaking
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Now what you shake, puss?
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Now what you shake, puss? (watch)
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Now what you shake, that! Yeah, yeah, yeah!
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Hook:
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I need a trippy bitch,
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I ain't with that cute shit
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I need a trippy bitch,
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I ain't with that cute shit
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I need a trippy bitch,
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I ain't with that cute shit
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I'm too fucked up
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(I'm too fucked up)
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I'm too fucked up
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(I'm too fucked up)
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I'm too fucked up
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(I'm too fucked up)
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I'm too fucked up
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(I'm too fucked up)
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I'm still seeing spaceships on banging!
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I'm too fucked up!
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I need a trippy bitch, ratchet bitch
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The one that like the drugs
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She addicted to the club
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Ain't with the cute shit
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I'm looking for a hundred piece
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That's got the real freak in her blood
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I'm two fucked up, already doubled up
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And bands will get her naked like a birthday
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Bougie, cute, gold digger
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Hold up, you got the wrong nigga in the first place
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I like to see her spread her legs in the two seater
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Wet and hot, running like a meter
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Telling me, all she want me to do is beat it
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Got her leaking by the litre
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So I eat her 'cause it's sweeter
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I need a real trippy bitch when I'm fucked up
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Ain't with that cute shit in my spaceship
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Gas blowing on your way out
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Tell your home girl to come in
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'Cause your ass can't stay here!
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Oh shit, that was'
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Your ass can't stay up!
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Smoke bird!
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Hell yeah I play with my nose
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I got powder stains on designer clothes
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I be rolling off of them crystals
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Got a nigga brain feeling like a large missile
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God damn right, off them'
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Bitch I'm balling, blow my whistle
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Smoking on a Bobby Johnson
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Got felatio at my concert
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'till all my hoes stopping
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Knocking on till all them hoes stopping
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Got my cock all up in her noggin
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Knock to the max when she be shopping
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And she calling calling me daddy
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Got road head up in that Cddy
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And she the driver and I can't explain nothing
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But I know one thing it was...
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I be higher than a motherfucker
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Uh, fucked up, turned'
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I wanna fuck, she wanna fuck
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So we hit the BP to grab a rum
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Copped a Fiji and a box of matches
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Hit that bitch with that arm and hammer
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Dope dick, stay focused
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Need a trippy bitch...
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I got a 20oz, couple lines in it
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Half of bar.. but sure I'm finished
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Heart beat sound like I'm playing tennis
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Drinkin' Dr. Pepper, looking just like dentists
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Looking for a trippy bitch
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That cute shit I ain't with that
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Ratchet bitches getting turned up
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Off a couple pills and a six pack
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Hook:
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I need a trippy bitch,
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I ain't with that cute shit
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I need a trippy bitch,
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I ain't with that cute shit
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I need a trippy bitch,
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I ain't with that cute shit
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I'm too fucked up
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(I'm too fucked up)
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I'm too fucked up
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(I'm too fucked up)
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I'm too fucked up
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(I'm too fucked up)
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I'm too fucked up
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(I'm too fucked up)
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I'm too fucked up, yeah
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I'm too fucked up!
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My crew fucked up
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My boio fucked up
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They rubbed me up too much
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That made me tough
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So now I'm too turned up on O-Zs and...
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I be in chronic city pyer fly to funky town
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Codeine and prometh, toss them, next dead and was them down
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Pop me a roxy, Percocet or a lower tab
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I'm on that molly, plus that Madonna, I'm going mad
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'I get all dizzy, who get all dizzy
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Set that shit back I'm crowning
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They still live by the now,
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Fly, need my bitches fire
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I need my bitches his high
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So high we getting sky
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Til they can't take no more now they fly
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They soaking wet, never try
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And overflow of supply
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The truth they cannot deny
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And giving only a try
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No hoe, no owe me no lie
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Keep dummy promises from me
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The influence I'm under
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But I'm on top of this money
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Say, what's funny honey
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Don't see no laughing stock
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Not your Winnie the Pooh
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But do want into your honey pot (I do!)
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Turn down the giggle box
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Turned her kiss my spot
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Gyrating and motivating on chemicals
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Recreating Woodstock
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I wish I would stop
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Like they say turn down for what?
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Before they turned get crunk
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I come to get niggas buck
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And now they stuck with me
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And trill and buck with me
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I need a trippy bitch to come get fucked up with me
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[Outro:]
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Holla, holla, holla up, man
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Y'all just heard that shit?
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Man, y'all playin'
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Anyways man, where my home girls?
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I don't have groupies
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I have home girls
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All my home girls bob your head with me one time
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Yea
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Quez
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| Trinidad James |
