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Let's get fucked up 

Let's get high let's get drunk 

Let's get fucked up 

We got that weed that ain't no punk 

Let's get fucked up 

Let's get high let's get drunk 

Let's get fucked up 

Pumpin highlanders in the trunk 

Let's get fucked up 



[BAKARII:] 

Nigga, This is Kansas City 

You got me fucked up 

Highland and Shortnitty 

Nigga we can knuckle up 

I got fifty-six with me 

Strickly for my rouges 

With me until they lift me 

We can meet for shows 

I see they lovin us 

So let the world know 

They hoes is fuckin us 

If not, they hoes go 

My villians and me yellin 

We relish until we perish 

Original rock wellers 

My niggas and me releasin 

Bone and CD's 

With money steady increasin 

For houlagans like me 

Money by all means 

Smokers gone pay for daytons 

Smokin on collard greens 

But mobbin off in a eighty 

56th and highland 

Livin and never dieing 

Young, heartless tyrants 



[BAKARII:] Man yah gone fuck or what? 

Let's get fucked up! 

[T-WILL:] I don't think they are, man 

Let's get fucked up! 

[BAKARII:] Bitches gotta get out if they ain't gone fuck you know what I'm sayin 

Let's get fucked up! 



[T-WILL:] 

Here comes T-Will 

bringing the heat from the streets 

I'ma 5-6 vill 

You wanna drink come with me 

Now I'm rollin with my dawgs 

Nigga where yah bout to be? 

On our way around the park 

Nigga, you go get the weed 

Now the parties on! 

Got the liqour and the hoes 

And it won't be long 

Before we gettin em' out they clothes 

Nigga show some love 

Where the weed, pass the bud? 

The hoes wanna fuck 

If you can't fuck, pass the rug 

Let a real nigga do it! 

Cause you know I ain't no punk 

Off the fifty-one fluid 

Gettin blowed, getting drunk 

Spittin shit, smokin blunts 

That's all a nigga do 

If I get too drunk 

Rogue doggin it with my crew 

Never givin a FUCK!! 

Now my head startin to spin 

Don't wanna upchuck 

Open a window, I need some wind 

Now I'm on the floor 

Nigga, leave me alone 

You don't need no more 

Too drunk to drive home! 



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[BIG SCOOB:] 

Got these dogs on a hunt 

Let's get fucked up! 

Smokin them honey coniac blunts 

Let's get fucked up 

Tried to quit, but now I'm back 

Still gettin fucked up 

Pump them heater, spray the pack 

Mic check one, two 

It's them rouge dog villians 

And we come for you 

Stick em up, touch the ceiling 

Let's all get drunk 

I got the thick one in the back 

And I wanna get fucked 

First night, like a mac 

Fuck a hoe, neva trust 

We all about the bucks 

Coch it back and kick the clutch 

So them fakers can't touch 

Master blaster cause disaster 

I wanna go out in a blaze 

Set the glass on the dasher 

Paw prints on my gage 

So much money to be made 

Let's all get paid 

Get the cluch of red spaids 

Good fellas on a rage 

Hungry, hungry eat em up 

It's a must that I bust 

When I'm on stage, on my nuts 

Let's get fucked up! 



[SHORT NITTY:] 

Nigga I will dump 

I got my thang off in the trunk 

I ain't lookin for no funk 

Tryna find some hoes to fuck 

Man, I want my johnson sucked 

Bakarii's puffin on the blunt 

While I'm steady gettin drunk 

As we swerve off in the burbs 

Rimmy got my hoppin curves 

Now I'm smashin to the land 

Fifty-six is where I'm in 

Now my heaters close at hand 

Heard these haters makin plans 

Tryna get me for my grands 

It's the world of Short-Nitty 

Now I got my villians with me 

On the corner, countin my scrill 

On a mission, around the balls 

Got to pick up one more dog 

He's over from Ike's up from Paul's 

Man, I'm speakin of Don and Questions 

Y'all done heard him on them records 

And he gets them bitches naked 

Man, let me hit it for a second 



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[TECH N9NE:] 

Nina, give me 1-5-1 

With that pine up over straight 

Plus that Malibu Rum 

Got these hoes and I can't wait 

Yum's make me cum 

And the know what I want to do 

Get yah straight stuck 

Get em' all of CariBuLoom 

So I can fuck 

When I'm rollin with my dogs 

Hit the burb on swole 

Bitches know that we hogs 

So they dress like hoes 

They can come without them draws 

They don't get ner' dime 

And if you ain't with it, fuck yah 

Yah don't know tech n9ne 

I 'ma highlander, til I die 

On Midwest Side 

Never gettin drunk, I'm gettin high 

Bumpin cloudy eyed 

Givin mean mugs to my foes 

We can all square off 

Nigga we'll fight all of yah hoes 

We don't neva wanna talk 

Now the parties hella packed 

Hoes straight star struck 

Givin blow jobs in the back 

Bustin fat ass nuts 

Tell ya partners, tell ya friends 

Even though we thru up 

Fuck it, tommorow we'll do it again! 



Let's get fucked up! 

5-6 vill, 5-6 vill, 5-6 vill 

"Yah drunk yet, Yah high yet? 

5-6 vill 



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