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lirik lagu twiztid - wasted 3

[chorus]
now roll it up, (now roll it up) now pour it up (now pour it up)
we gettin’ wasted, we gettin’ wasted
now roll it up, (now roll it up) now pour it up (now pour it up)
we gettin’ wasted, we gettin’ wasted
now roll it up, (roll it up) ay, now pour it up, (pour it up) ay
we gettin’ wasted, we gettin’ wasted
now roll it up, ay, now pour it up, ay
we gettin’ wasted, we gettin’ wasted
let’s go

[verse 1: young wicked]
yeah, uh, i get high, and i get lit
i done turned so far to f~ck up, i might die off in this b~tch
all my homies got the weed, parties sponsored by the crew
and i’m smokin’ on that chronic like it’s 1992
if you need some, go and ask them, i just hit the wax pen
i won’t do no bump unlеss it’s off your woman’s ass then
i’m escobar and i wreck ’em all with that еthanol in my system
i load the bong, and i rip ’em all, and i smoke it all, get wicked

[verse 2: rittz]
sh~t, i hit my pen so hard
that it p~ssed me off ’cause i keep poppin’ [?], poppin’ [?]
wicked bright and sticky i got shots to pour
with you surprised the shot i’m sure
i’m knockin’ wh0res on tour that i used to watch on p~rns
b~tches’ slobber got absorbed from the cotton on my boxer shorts
i get more than hammered, feel [like god?] and got destroyed
phone is dead, i lost my cord, my nose is red, my nostrils sore
i overslept, these hoes i met done crept up out the closet door
[sorta lezzing out and?] squirtin’ like i shook the bottle, popped the cork
water sports like lake lanier in the park [all?] georgia summer
sort of paranoid, i coulda woulda shoulda wanna [roll up?]
then i stood up lookin’ shook
all crooked, took her goodies [?]
shower [?] make a toast
wanna chase the ladies, taking baby goats
reminiscing days are over, now we’re smokin’ [?]
[?] i took the shake and made my own
at the roulette table [?] vegas on me, roll it up, yeah
[chorus]
now roll it up, (now roll it up) now pour it up (now pour it up)
we gettin’ wasted, we gettin’ wasted
now roll it up, (now roll it up) now pour it up (now pour it up)
we gettin’ wasted, we gettin’ wasted
now roll it up, (roll it up) ay, now pour it up, (pour it up) ay
we gettin’ wasted, we gettin’ wasted
now roll it up, ay, now pour it up, ay
we gettin’ wasted, we gettin’ wasted
let’s go

[verse 3: jamie madrox]
man, i’m so ducked, like text message f~ck~up
hit the join and sip the cup up
let’s get peeled for real like oranges and bananas do
i’d rather laugh and get wasted than have an attitude
smoke the joint and smash a brew
couple shots, a few sips of henny
feeling invincible like bebop and rocksteady
but half as smart
heady nugs, petty thugs, kids say no to pills and drugs
let the devil lead ’em like he always does

[verse 4: monoxide]
i said i’m smokin’ while i’m sittin’ in the hotel bathroom
on the sink burning joints the size of baby arms
everybody asks what kind of vape he on
i f~ck with the alien, my distillate is way beyond
can’t believe my face is numb, i’m feeling so [?]
[?] like [?], attacked lungs no savin’ ’em
fat buds we blazin’ ’em, memories erasin’ ’em
live nug runs, they got me wasted, i’m so faded um
i can’t get away from the cloud
it’s like a tractor beam every time the rig is around
i’m like a shatter fiend, mix it with flour, roll it, and ground up
keep so it’s easy to pound
and you can call the police, i got that medical now
i’m [?] b~tches with the j in my mouth
i got the cookies burnin’ like there’s a bakery in the house
but ain’t n0body cookin’, just mixin’ a little loud
[chorus]
now roll it up, (now roll it up) now pour it up (now pour it up)
we gettin’ wasted, we gettin’ wasted
now roll it up, (now roll it up) now pour it up (now pour it up)
we gettin’ wasted, we gettin’ wasted
now roll it up, (roll it up) ay, now pour it up, (pour it up) ay
we gettin’ wasted, we gettin’ wasted
now roll it up, ay, now pour it up, ay
we gettin’ wasted, we gettin’ wasted
let’s go

[verse 5: the r.o.c.]
weed smoke all in my system, still rock with a little bit of pop
no i don’t smoke, but i still get got, them clouds on my box
anybody in your vicinity is a body full of energy
’til they glass fills with hennessy
then i’m gone, face the friend in me
that means everyone’s getting they party on
what is your pleasure? come home
wasted off life, you home with me
’cause we do it all however you want it
we get it wasted and flaunt it
good riddance to anyone who don’t feel it

[verse 6: king gordy]
wicked wizard practicing witchcraft
forbidden scriptures hidden, encrypted in the pentagrams
attention, you misfits, now wish that your parents listen
insist that you be committed in systems
detention centers, prescriptions was implemented
and now your visions trippin’
you thinkin’ you seein’ people from a distance
so you bid ’em good riddance, and you’re persistent
gettin’ fixed as you’re attempting to k!ll ’em
but see, there isn’t anyone there, this weed was different
[verse 7: redd]
[?] i step up in it, windows tinted in a cut
in my system i’m with it, check the thc percentage
what direction am i headed in? i don’t know, check with twiztid
[?] trying to take on my party, princess
uh, ain’t n0body really wanna be a part of my party
we smokin’ down mr. marley, [?] harlequins [?]
i’m hardly listening to your little problems, i got bacardi
bottles to bury [?] your nonsense get off me

[verse 8: blaze]
with my bloodshot eyes and this thousand~yard stare
see me ridin’ down the block, weed smoke in the air
i’m so gone off the patrón and far from sober
if the pigs on my tail it’s no chance i’m pullin’ over
i’ma [?] collect it and get it lit
used to [?] i’m on that [?] sh~t
gettin’ wasted on distillate concentrates and [?]
vape pens burning thc, boiling wax

[verse 9: g~mo skee]
g~mo! never smoke weed like me, that’s not advised
every time i said i was finna stop, i lied
inf gang in l.a. smoking chocolate thai
secondhand probably got my n~gga hopsin high
look, a couple brownies, they found me in a cloudy audi
hot boxing looking doped up like robert downey
you would think the sh~t was grand theft auto: san andreas
the way that i’m layin’ in the middle of the street wasted
i’m stingy ’cause n~ggas be having vacuum lungs
you can hit this f~ckin’ doobie, after that, you done
b~tch, i’m inhalin’ grapes, if them n~ggas about it, let ’em vape
i smoke ’til i die then bring an eights to heaven’s gates
i thought they said it was a gateway drug
god can send me to h~ll if i can’t stay buzzed
i hit a l!ck on the [?], take away they bud
now my house is smellin’ like a f~ckin’ reggae club
now roll it up

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