Get F**ked Up With Me

Artist: Xzibit
Album: The Wash Soundtrack
Song: Get F**ked Up With Me
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Yeah man, I’m glad to have this opportunity
cuz I never get to sit down and chop it with y’all
Man, face to face, so you know I definitely wanna get f**ked up
(*fills glass with ice*)
Yeah man, I’m glad I need to sit down and chop it with y’all man
cuz I never had an opportunity to do that, so, yeah
I want to blaze something up too, you smoke? good
You mind if I smoke? well, alright

[Verse 1]
(*Inhales*) So let me introduce myself
X to the motherf**kin Z (*exhales*)
I had to introduce myself appropriately
I’m that ni*ga you was hoping to see, fall flat on my ace
Look respect then fall from grace
But you know, (*inhales*) things move slow
I refuse to lose the game like dude from blow (*exhales*)
Like it ain’t crazy enough, huh
My life got ups and downs like an all night f**k,so what (*inhales*)
Y’all really want from me (*exhales*)
I’m trying to live with two hoes like three’s company
Ask me what is success
Ni*ga, success is when your no mean no and your yes means yes
And you can stand by your word cuz your word is your balls
(*Inhales*) Lose one your losing them all (*exhales*)
All hail to alcohol
Cuz it’s my turn now try again tomorrow

[Chorus]
Roll another blenny up, pour another drink
I want everybody to get f**ked up with me
Get a glass and fill it up
Lick the philly, seal it up
Everybody get f**ked up with me
Roll another blenny up, pour another drink
I want everybody to get f**ked up with me
Get a glass and fill it up
Lick the philly, seal it up
Everybody get f**ked up with me

[Verse 2]
Life’s a real b*tch sometimes (*coughing*) oh sh*t! (*coughing*) wait
Okay I got it (*coughing*) I got it, I got it (*coughing*) I got it, hold up
Life’s a real b*tch sometimes
Your heartbeat raising like the rate of the crime
I could probably turn water to wine
Restless, double platinum, it’s the sign of the time
It ain’t my fault, your kids wanna c-walk
Dress how we dress and talk like we talk (*inhales*)
Ask Miss Cleo (*exhales*) if this is the matrix, I’m Neo
This is dedicated to that female CEO
That sucked my brother’s dick for jolly St. Nick
Sh*t (*inhales*) make some room (*exhales*)
Somebody laced this sh*t with shrooms, cuz I’m flying

[Chorus]

(*Inhales*) What’s the big deal (*exhales*)
Couple of (*pause*) shootings, couple of (*pause*) get killed
Happens everyday around this way
Took my homie lil’ Mo dog and blew him away
Sh*t (*inhales*) at the age of 19, what a bummer’
Another crazy ass summer
These types of things never die down easy
Gang of retaliation, homeboy believe me (*inhales*)
Fien for the recipe (*coughing*)
Man, these blunts gon’ be the death of me
F**k it, next flight to Amsterdam
A few girls, fifty grand and a handy cam
Posted up at the Cypress Hill coffee shop
I’m miraculous, f**kin unorthodox (*inhales*)
I’m glad we could chop it up
Before I bounce let me get a blunt (*exhales*)

[Chorus]

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