Fucked Up
Yao', DJ Alexis, stop the beat
Yao', ma', what's wrong with you?
Why you looking so bored?
It's your birthday, let's get out of here
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Take another shot and let the paper, wuh
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Take another shot, shot, shot
Put your hands up, move your feet
Tell your friends what's up with me, yeah
Put your hands up, move your feet
Tell your friends what's up with me
If you want fire, I got the fire
I can tell your body, mami, wants that fire
If you want fire, I got the fire
I can tell your body, mami, wants that fire
Let me see the way you work it
I wanna see how much you can take it
Let me see the way you work it
Let-let me see the you working, le-le-let me see you working
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Take another shot and let the paper, wuh
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Take another shot, shot, shot
Shorty on fire, never get tired
Body on fire, I wanna try her
Shorty on fire, never get tired
Let me see you working, let's get higher
Put your hands up, move your feet
Tell your friends what's up with me, yeah
Put your hands up, move your feet
Tell your friends what's up with me, yeah
Yao', DJ Alexis, stop the beat
Yao', ma', what's wrong with you?
Why you looking so bored?
It's your birthday, let's get out of here
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Take another shot and let the paper, wuh
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Take another shot, shot, shot
Put your hands up, move your feet
Tell your friends what's up with me, yeah
Put your hands up, move your feet
Tell your friends what's up with me
If you want fire, I got the fire
I can tell your body, mami, wants that fire
If you want fire, I got the fire
I can tell your body, mami, wants that fire
Let me see the way you work it
I wanna see how much you can take it
Let me see the way you work it
Let-let me see the you working, le-le-let me see you working
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Take another shot and let the paper, wuh
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Now we getting fucked up-up-up
Take another shot, shot, shot
Shorty on fire, never get tired
Body on fire, I wanna try her
Shorty on fire, never get tired
Let me see you working, let's get higher
Put your hands up, move your feet
Tell your friends what's up with me, yeah
Put your hands up, move your feet
Tell your friends what's up with me, yeah
Yao', DJ Alexis, stop the beat
Credits
Writer(s): Terrence Hackett, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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