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lirik lagu jim jones & harry fraud - fucked up

[intro]
wasted days and endless nights
hey harry, heard they reported us to the fraud department (ugh)
there is nothing i could do to make things right
ha ha
[?], what’s up?

[pre~chorus: belly]
i ain’t been sleepin,’ it’s the third day (third day)
i don’t got a second in the first place (first place)
ain’t no second chances in my birthplace (birthplace)
you can’t put a phoenix in a bird cage (bird cage)

[chorus: belly]
lil’ b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
lil’ b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)

i pull up in that mercy (mercy)
b~tches see me drippin’ in this versa’ (versa’)
you know i want it in the worst way (yeah)
but at least we got tonight if that’s the worst case (worst case)

b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
lil’ b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
[verse: jim jones]
you either a friend of mines of a friend of ours
when you see that amg, that mean that benz got power (skrr)
we need bonita and [?] just to blend with powder
ya’ll gon’ die a thousand times, you and your mens is cowards
we got work in dc, yeah, i got friends at howard (wassup?)
you can’t stop the rain when this f&n make showers
plus i’m not an evil person, we still gon’ send ’em flowers
i brought the 9~1~1 just to remember the towers
uh, yeah, i be in my bag of tricks, if you (wa~lah)
p~ss me off i just might go grab the fif’ (wassup?)
but if you really p~ss me off, i just might go stab your b~tch (ha ha)
plus i heard her say that i got that magic stick (she nasty)
[?] [1:29], so how that really make you feel (huh?)
when i had her bust it open just so she can make it real (ew)
pop bottles in the club for the ace to spill
on this year alone in champagne, i just might waste a mil’ (cap)
my young boys take pills and go straight to drill (get ’em)
we treat them foreign cars, n~gga, like racin’ wheels (skrr)
we had to crack the code, get on hacker mode (facts)
but let me light a blunt and get on rapper mode (light that up)
these lil’ n~ggas never seen no gats explode (they frontin’)
this versace lil’ n~gga, two stacks a robe (sucka)
you probably never smelled the fumes at the stove
i be on piña coladas when i be at the cove
d~mn the bahamas, we got yachts you can jump off
your b~tch is a thot, yeah, heard she a jump off
i be in the ‘rari ridin’ shotty like i just let a pump off (skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr)
[pre~chorus: belly]
i ain’t been sleepin,’ it’s the third day (third day)
i don’t got a second in the first place (first place)
ain’t no second chances in my birthplace (birthplace)
you can’t put a phoenix in a bird cage (bird cage)

[chorus: belly]
lil’ b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
lil’ b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)

i pull up in that mercy (mercy)
b~tches see me drippin’ in this versa’ (versa’)
you know i want it in the worst way (yeah)
but at least we got tonight if that’s the worst case (worst case)

b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
lil’ b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up)
b~tch you got me f~cked up (f~cked up, yeah)

[outro]
wasted days and endless nights
there is nothing i could do to make things right

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