Let's Get Fucked Up

Lyrics to Let's Get Fucked Up :

(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!

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[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

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[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]