Hook] Sitting all alone Time to hit the liquor store Need some trees that I can blow And I'd done copped it for the low Now I'm ready, put it on ya New York to California Bring liquor, bring bud Let's get fucked up
Bring liquor, bring bud Bring liquor, bring bud Said \"I'm ready, put it on ya\" New York to California Let's get fucked up
[Verse 1] Yeah, mount up. Buddy been winning I ain't been in to the City in a minute Got some bitches on the down gettin' ready Bringin' Henny, and Cîroc and some Rémy Backwood, roll it up and heat it (Didn't need it though) Drink in my cup gettin' weeded (Gettin' weeded though) Bodies in the party showin' love (where the love at?) Turn this fuckin' house in to a club (Where the club at?) Bitches on the wall off the meter (Off the meter) Got tequila, Strawberry, Lime-Arita (Lime-Arita) image: http://static.urx.io/units/web/urx-unit-loader.gif
Bad body hangin' imma beat her (Imma beat her) School teacher named Nina, she a diva (Yeah)
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[Verse 2] Bouta be a blurry, she a baddy (She a baddy though) Little bitty waist with a fatty (Got a fatty though) I ain't even have to speak, it's automatic (It's automatic) When I'm drunk just call me Pam [?] Told them bitches \"Do it for the 'Gram\" (For the 'Gram) Drunken friends give a damn about your mans ('Bout ya man's, ho) Team Stone chokin' on that killer (On the Killer) C-c-c-call it Techa Nina, Mackzilla Bass go dumb, I'm the man (I'm the man though) Fly nigga tryna find somewhere to land (Where to land, ho?) I'm tryna kick it with the fam And tomorrow we gon' do this shit again Read more at http://www.songlyrics.com/stevie-stone/get-fucked-up-lyrics/#LVKB7l8YkkZ5HCEF.99