Diabolic - Get Fucked Up lyrics

[Diabolic - Get Fucked Up lyrics]

Yo if you like me
Then you'll probably like me
And you might be out right now
Drinkin' a Long Island ice-tea
If you got wifey
You remembered not to bring her
And you gonna ride home drunk
And give cops the finger
Find some dro to twist the dutch and open it
Roll the shit and you make sure
I'm the one you smokin' with
In a stolen six, hydroplanin'
On the clear view
In the rearview 5-O's gaining
But, it's alright, that's life
You only live once
Smoke those six blunts and drive your? drunk
This for live cats
In the club with nine strapped
Playin' my track, drunk while they drive back
From the streets out to
Puff's Hampton Beach house
Takin' a whole bottle to they
Head like Steve Stout
This for cats grinding for weekly cash
Catching a DWI smashed, while CD blasts

Get fucked up, right now
Drive home drunk, c'mon
Get fucked up, all my soldiers
Drive home drunk, all my bitches
Everybody live your life
Get fucked up tonight everybody get it right
Fuck every bitch in sight

Yo the fit survive
And you ain't fit without six or five
So live your lives with
22's equipped to drive
And (get fucked up) , it's that simple
Ask every fan if the jams they packin' to
Go find a bouncer who's
Twice your weight class
And leave his face smashed
With your champagne glass
Then skate fast, drive, get away, crash
And scream "Fuck the cops!" while they pass
I don't care if you take cash to blaze hash
Walk a straight path or pump rock
Like Dane Dash < -
Keep it poppin' like me with people watchin'
To see when Diabolic's debut LP is droppin'
You can see in my eyes
That I'm teachin' you why
I don't have to pull out to
Make you reach for the sky
So throw your hands up, scream and get live
If you already with me, don't even reply
Just

Get fucked up, right now
Drive home drunk, c'mon
Get fucked up, all my soldiers
Drive home drunk, all my bitches
Everybody live your life
Get fucked up tonight everybody get it right
I'll rob all your ice < -

Yo at the club hoes see me
Like what's he thinkin'
To go outside, puke and keep drinkin'
I'm thinkin' I'm the same bum who ate crumbs
Then found time to find a
Chick to get brains from
When the bass pump, proud shout and wild out
East coast, west coast, mid-west, down south
I'm no different, so get live and let's ride
I wanna see you at the sex
Drive up at ex five
Mommy let's slide to my crib and get high
You always got a place to crash like left eye
Shake your ass and breast size
Let's rock tonight
Got bottles popped on ice
So what's not to like
You're dressed to kill, radiating sex appeal
Sip this proof, let loose
Then stress your feel
Bring it on, strip to g-strings and thongs
You don't think it's wrong
C'mon just sing the song

Get fucked up, right now
Drive home drunk, c'mon
Get fucked up, all my soldiers
Drive home drunk, all my bitches
Everybody live your life
Get fucked up tonight everybody get it right
Get fucked up tonight

Triple Optix, drive drunk tonight
Oz T, drive drunk tonight
Immortal Technique, drive drunk tonight
Stronghold, drive drunk tonight
Travis McFet, drive drunk tonight
My boy Dexstar, drive drunk tonight
Lou Cipher, drive drunk tonight
Everybody, drive drunk tonight
Fuck it, we out one

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