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letra de let's get... - axe murder boyz

[chorus: young wicked]
come on
come on dawg
let’s get
what we ’bout to do
come on
who got that blunt?
let’s get
what we come to do
come on
pour that drink
let’s get
what we wanna do
come on
everybody let’s get f-cked up

[verse 1: young wicked]
i woke up everyday at like six o’clock, took a shower that wasn’t hot
put on a pair of my dirty socks
ate a breakfast of faygo pop
took a sh-t, smoked a roach
put on my leather hatchet coat
walked out the do’ into the snow
on my way to work, just pimping hoes
haha
just playing
i work at jerry’s market
it’s like the mini target, minus the merchandise and shoppers
and a f-cking place to park
but whatever, i got a job cause i’m trynna make my life better
gather up some cheddar
i got a baby on the way a young scrub in the making
and even though i’m smoking weed i can’t afford to be lazy
but lately
things at work, they’ve been kinda shady
i’m f-cking up on a daily and my manager hates
it’s crazy
and sure enough, the flavor never stops
i walk into work and found a pink slip chilling in my little mailbox
h-ll naw
walked into his office and screamed so he could hear me
“how you gon’ fire me b-tch? you’re name ain’t even jerry”
“and where’s he at?”
“know what where’s my gs at?”
“f-ck that, where’s my weed at?”
“i want my money from last weeks check!”
i’m getting heated
i’m out this b-tch with nothing more than a scratch on my nuts
call my boys
it’s time to go and get f-cked up
[chorus: young wicked & bonez dubb]
come on
come on dawg
let’s get
throw me that blunt
come on
who got that blunt?
let’s get
f-ck cm punk
come on
pour that drink
let’s get
see me get drunk
come on
everybody let’s get f-cked up

[verse 2: young wicked]
this ain’t my day, nope
i wanna get f-cked up until i choke
ain’t a d-mn thing right and now i hope
put it up in the air with a cloud of smoke
always in pain
i’m running on mad to catch a bus
just to see that b-tch pull away right when i’m about to get up no luck
i’m just saying
sh-t be rough sometimes, i get high to cope with the loss
my mind is missing and i f-cking need my thoughts
i was taught to say “f-ck it” and i f-cking love it
mix this sh-t right here with the sh-t right there and put it all in a bucket
bonez dubb it
blackout wood
when i wake up on the wrong side again
smoking tree like vitamins
go back to sleep and try again
every day i wake up and i try to pry my eyes open
once i get up i commence to lighting up and get my shining in
the only thing that keep me sane up in my brain is herbery
and if you’ve ever heard of me you know that sh-t ain’t hurting me
i wanna take away my stress
all signs point to yes
everybody know it but i gotta confess
light it up (light it up)
get h-llie drunk (get h-llie drunk)
you can tell them hating motherf-ckers i don’t give a f-ck (i don’t give a f-ck)
what you gonna do when i roll out like “what’s up?”
keep it h-llie real and tell me “let’s get f-cked up”
and i be like yup
[chorus: young wicked & bonez dubb]
come on
come on dawg
let’s get
b-lls to the wall
come on
who got that blunt?
let’s get
jaws to the floor
come on
pour that drink
let’s get
pour me some more
come on
everybody let’s get f-cked up

[chorus: young wicked & bonez dubb]
come on
come on dawg
let’s get
what we ’bout to do
come on
who got that blunt?
let’s get
what we come to do
come on
pour that drink
let’s get
what we wanna do
come on
everybody let’s get f-cked up
come on
come on dawg
let’s get
what we ’bout to do
come on
who got that blunt?
let’s get
what we come to do
come on
pour that drink
let’s get
what we wanna do
come on
everybody let’s get f-cked up

- axe murder boyz

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