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letra de fucked up - crackhouse

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(fly sky high and i got the clouds inside of my windows)

cl-ssic cris:
i’m f-cked up, i am white girl wasted i had like 20 shots of vodka
and 30 miller high lifes where is that stupid b-tch britney
she said she’d be by my side the entire night but i cannot find her oh my god
shut up shut up shut up, shut the f-ck up right now

‘less you wanna pull my fly down, put my python in your mouth
then you better pipe down
powerdrinkin in colorado only, you phony
promethazine in the punch when im drinkin with corey

colt 45’s down em in parkin lots, in front of the police eyes
n i told you guys i got no fear of dying, cuz i survived
so many rides in the car with justin while he was high
we a couple rhymin vagabonds with a bunch of bags of wine

so keep your mind open like cl-ssic
cuz you might find yourself in a tab of acid
lucy shroomin addy juice im feelin like im lucid dreamin
leanin, im on everythin except reality n sleep b-tch

cj:
i’m coming from texas
i sip lean for breakfast
like big moe and pimp c, this my reference
i’m whip-pin that bent-ley i prob-bly done wrecked it

she trip-pin on me cuz i give no affec-tion
me and my nig-gas we take a vaca-tion
i don’t know f-ck it let’s all go to vegas
weed got me feeling like i’m in the matrix

let’s get f-cked up till i hit the pave-ment
some erk&jerk and some paul mason
little weed with that and some aderall
i can’t go home, i can barely walk

her friends drove, i can barely talk
she gave me dome, bust in her mouth
she took the load, then i took off
call the homies, to come pick me up

they all rollin, with double cups
i hopped in, they lit the blunt
you ain’t done yet we got another function
we f-cked up some yeager bombs

aye p-ss the bottle and p-ss the bong
i love this sh-t but it feel wrong
don’t touch me i got my own
not drip of the bottle and k!ll gone

i’m f-cked up, faded and i’m gone

gkpaypa$tak$:
i’m back with this jack its a fifth a wrath in a gl-ss
and i’m sippin faster than rafficas
hit the gas and i’m [w]rappin it up
laughing in it up, half an hour past

and there’s still half of a blunt, left
right, right, and then another right
had to flip a b-tch like the pigs just did
with their flashin lights

p-ss em by ask em if they can mapquest the crackhouse
i missed the path when i p-ssed out
side of mind in a blackout
in this mine with dynamite tryin to raise roof

but i’m finding that no ones finding
my findings to be the proof
so i’m lining every room with these vile and heavy fumes
i think i’m blessed, these lines are aimed atchu

dude its suicidal for you to just try and rival this
i admit i have been higher than science on vicodin
why o-why am i flying again?
what the f-ck did cris put inside of that wine

its got me out of my mind and i just lucked up
whats up girl lets give it whirl and get f-cked up
you know what?

deejay:
so i haven’t been sober since thursday
im talkin some xo el shroomos and 4play
with lashay and her friends from eastide of co
brought their own smoke and they all like to deep throat

house look like bang bros thought we were p-rn pros
called the next morning to ask if we had more
told her yea for sure just bring some more yo hoes you don’t need your morals cos tonight its your world
but you got me f-cked up if you thinkin ima cuff

said that was the only reason why you givin up your stuff
then what was the reason you told me put it in your b-tt
jus what i thought you’re thrill searchin like the rest of these sl-ts
i hate to give it so raw but it happens when im faded
my past got me fragile stay focused and be free or ill be f-cked up like this beat
there’ll be no more memories and one short on the f e p

- crackhouse

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