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So baby, wanna fuck me up? Guess I gotta turn to the drugs Nothing really gets me fucked up Nothing as much as your love Baby, wanna fuck me up? Guess I gotta turn to the drugs Nothing really gets me fucked up Nothing as much as your love I don't know, it's kinda my fault Let you win, that was my call Who am I to know what's wrong? Who am I to know what's wrong? Things in my head, in my face All in my mouth, it's the taste Pulling my hair, love the pain And you look at my eyes in the street. [?] Baby, wanna fuck me up? Guess I gotta turn to the drugs Nothing really gets me fucked up Nothing as much as your love Baby, wanna fuck me up? Guess I gotta turn to the drugs Nothing really gets me fucked up Nothing as much as your love Letras de canciones Smoking thе only thing I get into Hella weed, [?] and some shit I'm usеd to Cause I'm thinking 'bout you, all that I do And the old things used to feel heartless And the money's been easing my problems Thinking 'bout you, all that I do Baby, wanna fuck me up? Guess I gotta turn to the drugs Nothing really gets me fucked up Nothing as much as your love Baby, wanna fuck me up? Guess I gotta turn to the drugs Nothing really gets me fucked up Nothing as much as your love (Nothing as much as your love) From Letras Mania