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I’m fucked up, I’m rolling, I’m rolling I’m fucked up, I’m rolling, I’m rolling I’m rolling, I’m rolling I’m fucked up, I’m rolling, I’m rolling Okay, now bad bitches and a friend sip a fit for G And got more holes knocking at the door, tell them bring them in Smoking purp, got a fucking pound White bitch breaking bound All this gold, cocaine on the floor Harboring got the poe Tell your mama bust it open Rolling drunk off the potion Hoping I get her open That pussy, I leave it swollen I’m the master when you call that up Beat it up up up like I’m Dr. Paul I’m up the bat so what it is Shorty? I’m on that Houston purple serve shit Never mind, I’m flow, forgot my government How I peed a pimp though on some Charlie shit Salute my nigga Bull in case I do forget I’m getting throwed and I’m way off Pizza rock, no chase just simply day rock Switching bitches with my nigga Andy Duff Letras de cancionesIf you ain’t fucked up then what you payin’ for? I’m fucked up, I’m fucked up I’m rolling, I’m rolling I’m fucked up, I’m rolling, I’m rolling, I’m rolling I’m high, I’m drunk My bitch, she faded My vision so blurry and I may not make it And I’m back, ghetto once again Hoping up off that Benz with a chick and she super thick Chilling with a couple a friends Baby what’s twins but I’ll just hop a bin But know that depends You ain’t fucking off or feeling me It’s hollaback, that’s indeed Nigga cast these supply of weed Kick oh bring the lean Fucking swishers roll that paper like my nigga Wiz Khalif Getting fucked up that’s beside the devil cut some I’m taking Sam shots and I’m hoping I don’t pass out Them bitches hair style, Moly poppin’ they all buyin’ uhh I’m fucked up, not focused Got a 30 pack of them Trojan’s Gonna do some damage with these mixed twins Never call for block, I do not go 10 Imma beat that pussy till the morning Switching bitches with my nigga Andy Duff If you ain’t fucked up then what you payin’ for? I’m fucked up, I’m fucked up I’m rolling, I’m rolling I’m fucked up, I’m rolling, I’m rolling, I’m rolling I’m high, I’m drunk My bitch, she faded My vision so blurry and I may not make it I can’t even feel my face, oh shit Is that, is that a pony? From Letras Mania