Artist: E-40 Album: N/A (0000) Title: Wasted Ft Cousin Fick
Lyrics Wasted Ft Cousin FickHook: Party goin up, like a airplane Gotta cup full of octane, Yeah I'm on one, more like 2, I don't know about you, but I'm Wasted x5 Oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm wasted x5 one one one one one one shot two shot three shot DJ let that beat drop cuz I'm wasted I'm so wasted
Ughhhh I'm goin up like the price of goad I'm on the phone with the homie with ya bitch on hold Deep pockets, My paper cant fold Look bankroll so swoll think like a dictionary book In my demographics we push elbows and bricks We like to hear ourselves talk, and say slick shit Like i had this one broad named one young ho Her best friends name was notepad I changed her name to get my do Operation stack a dollar, I'm having my multiplication I get faded every day, every days a special occasion Every nights a celebration, used to like a presto Double fist to gettin green like pesto
Hook: Party goin up, like a airplane Gotta cup full of octane, Yeah Im on one, more like 2, I dont know about you, but im Wasted x5 Oh oh oh oh oh oh im wasted x5 one one one one one one shot two shot three shot Dj let that beat drop cuz im wasted im so wasted
Cousin Fik: Look.... Im out my body wasted Octane in my cup, can't taste it So it dont make a difference if i chase it As long as when I finish somebody replace it Fo gotta nigga movin slow like the matrix Dro gotta nigga on like somebody laced it
Gucci louis fendi prada all my bitches basic Beat the pussy up yeah my dick catch cases Like young frank ho my dick aint racist H got me feeling like im in two different places We blowin out the pound Them haters goin down But the... But the
Hook: Party goin up, like a airplane Gotta cup full of octane, Yeah Im on one, more like 2, I dont know about you, but im Wasted x5 Oh oh oh oh oh oh im wasted x5 one one one one one one shot two shot three shot Dj let that beat drop cuz im wasted im so wasted
E-40: Listen to this here, I'm married to my street sign, jump the broom Don't plan on gettin' no divorce, no time soon The black Daniel Boone, alcohol consume Been drinkin' since 1 o clock, this afternoon Coo with all the goons I'm a tycoon air this bitch out like a helium balloon Ready for war state of mind always on the case Black arsenal like Travis Air Force base Deep like yo bitches throat Yapered up money long like train smoke She Cali pigeon, body crazy The definition of Cali pigeon is shapeless, buttocks Kerne had to get a second taste How she stack? Stack like some buttermilk pancakes I'm loaded and I'm twisted and I'm faded In the function gettin' white boy wasted
Hook: Party goin up, like a airplane Gotta cup full of octane, Yeah I'm on one, more like 2, I don't know about you, but I'm Wasted x5 Oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm wasted x5 one one one one one one shot two shot three shot DJ let that beat drop cuz I'm wasted I'm so wasted |