2e-Z - Fucked Up Lyrics

Everybody go and holla at the bartender
Get ya mix drinks, get ya hard liquor
Adios, couple shots of Patron
I ain't trippin', I ain't gotta drive home
Boy I'm tryna get F*cked Up
Yea I'm tryna get F*cked Up
Aye I'm tryna get F*cked Up
Aye who tryna get F*cked Up (Aye)
Yea we tryna get F*cked Up (Everybody put ya cups up, Everybody put ya cups up)
Yea we tryna get F*cked Up
Yea we tryna get F*cked Up (Everybody put ya cups up, Everybody put ya cups up)
Aye who tryna get F*cked Up (Aye)
Look Everybody get ya cups up
Holla at the bartender what the f*cks up
If you babysittin' drinks then your lucks up
Move aside boy we tryna get FUCKED UP
Look at shawty on the dance flo' (Get it in)
Baby throw that ass back if you wit it then
If you feelin a nigga then let em hit it then
You can blame it on the Remy and the Henny then
Aye Baby once the Ciroc hit
Pop 2 pills got you high as a cock pit
VIP section full of niggaz I rock wit
You can bring yo homegirls, f*ck wit the hot shit
Everybody go and holla at the bartender
Get ya mix drinks, get ya hard liquor
Adios, couple shots of Patron
I ain't trippin', I ain't gotta drive home
Boy I'm tryna get F*cked Up
Yea I'm tryna get F*cked Up
Aye I'm tryna get F*cked Up
Aye who tryna get F*cked Up (Aye)
Yea we tryna get F*cked Up (Everybody put ya cups up, Everybody put ya cups up)
Yea we tryna get F*cked Up
Yea we tryna get F*cked Up (Everybody put ya cups up, Everybody put ya cups up)
Aye who tryna get F*cked Up (Aye)
Look everybody put ya cups up
Soon as I pull the X5 truck up
If you sip a lil somethin' then ya lucks up
Move aside boy we tryna get FUCKED UP
When it comes to sippin' liquor (I'm a Ball Hog)
Imma keep takin' shots till I fall off
Scroll through the dime pieces in the call log
And if your broad call, I can make her draws fall
Keep sippin' till you feelin' like your face gone
Thats the Motto like a Drake song
DJ turn it up till the base blown
Bartender pourin shots till the case gone
Everybody go and holla at the bartender
Get ya mix drinks, get ya hard liquor
Adios, couple shots of Patron
I ain't trippin', I ain't gotta drive home
Boy I'm tryna get F*cked Up
Yea I'm tryna get F*cked Up
Aye I'm tryna get F*cked Up
Aye who tryna get F*cked Up (Aye)
Yea we tryna get F*cked Up (Everybody put ya cups up, Everybody put ya cups up)
Yea we tryna get F*cked Up
Yea we tryna get F*cked Up (Everybody put ya cups up, Everybody put ya cups up)
Aye who tryna get F*cked Up (Aye)
Aye East Coast go and holla at the bartender, go and holla at the bartender
Aye Mid West go and holla at the bartender, go and holla at the bartender
Aye South Side go and holla at the bartender, go and holla at the bartender
Aye West Coast go and holla at the bartender, We gon' holla at the bartender
Boy I'm tryna get F*cked Up
Yea I'm tryna get F*cked Up
Aye I'm tryna get F*cked Up
Aye who tryna get F*cked Up (Aye)
Yea we tryna get F*cked Up (Everybody put ya cups up, Everybody put ya cups up)
Yea we tryna get F*cked Up
Yea we tryna get F*cked Up (Everybody put ya cups up, Everybody put ya cups up)
Aye who tryna get F*cked Up (Aye)