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[Man coughs]


[Man talking]


Ah yeah, we sending this one out


From everybody I mean to everybody from the H-Town to the A-Town


To worldwide so get your lighters, get your drink


And I tell you what I`m so fucked up, and screwed up


If anybody try to blow my high, you know what I`ma tell `em





[Chorus]


[(Man) Ludacris]


(Fuck you!) Fuck you!


(Fuck you!) Fuck you!


(Fuck you!) Fuck you!


(Fuck you!) Fuck you!


(I`m screwed up)





[Ludacris]


I feel better than I`ve ever felt before, Ah!


Intoxicated but maintaining self-control, Ah!


I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I`m loud and clear


I had some bud, I lit it up, and then I made it disappear


`Cause my magic tricks, are so fabulous


This shit`s hazardous, got amateurs smoking canibus


If you mad at this, damn it then





[Chorus]





[Lil` Flip]


I made a, call to my dog, time to split the blunt and break it up


Three-wheel motion, purple potion, I gotta shake it up


I tried to kick the habit, but it keep calling me


Abracadabra, here`s a magic trick, I smoked up all the weed


Zig-Zag`s and golden wraps got my mind gone


Drugs don`t affect my work, I still get my grind on





[Chorus]





[Ludacris]


I`m leaning like the Tower of Pisa, the syrup squeezer


Come close to my stash, and get treated as if I`m Ebeneezer


I`m throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact let`s call this the thrower potion


I`m screwed up, so no wonder things are in slower motion


I gots to have it,can`t kick the habit, I`ve tried to shake it


The drug experiment stage if you mistake then





[Chorus]





[Lil` Flip]


I`m from Screwed Up Texas, we drive reckless, and then we peel off


You ain`t had shit until you smoke Sweet Tooth and Jack Frost


Hit it twice but don`t cough, you gotta take it man


If it`s a record for smoking I`m `bout to break it man


Me and Luda puffing budda, we in a black Cougar


On Zap Judas, you try to jack us we grab rugers





[Chorus]





[Ludacris]


How can I say it plain?


That I`m off that Mary Jane


And if it`s true what they say


Then I don`t know how many cells is left in my fucking brain


But I`ma keep on writing and lighting


Minds of these hungry rappers


And tell the hood that I`ve hired niggers and fired crackers


On the Fourth of July, opens your eyes I`m joking stupid


I love all races but if you hating my music then





[Chorus]





[Lil` Flip]


I love my


I get patient we never have to take a piss test


Fuck a 9 to 5 `cause I`m always getting rest


I wake to breakfest and head


You wake up to breakfast in bed


Should I drive my H2? Hmmm?


I`ma take the Lexus instead


Pimping ain`t dead but I`ll leave you niggaz


Dead from all this pimping


I`m riding spinners like a pimp


That`s why I`m limping





[Chorus]





[Ludacris]


Off substances that`s controlled


That`s how this story goes


I popped the cap, broke the ice


And Lil` Flip done broke the mold


I`m so cold I think I, see dead people


Nah, that`s just my homies passed out in the Regal


Believe it, the potency is so strong, if you notice me


I`m calm, cool, and collected and if you, disrespect it





[Chorus]





[Lil` Flip]


We doing this for them players that bank screw music


We don`t pass out after 8 blunts, because we used to it


Me and Cris like cheech & chong


So hurry, break out the weed and the bong


`Cause if it ain`t Grade A trees, we gotta leave it alone


And to my homie screw, you know I gotta hold it down


And if they want it then they gotta come and take the crown





[Chorus]





[Man talking]


Hahahahahaha So there you have it


Sending this one out to all my drinkers and all my smokers


United and lighted we stand inebriated we fall


And if you wanna pass the sobriety and breathalyzer test


Hear`s a quick Luda tip some packets of mustard in your car


Keep mustard god damn it and whoever said the south can`t rhyme





[Chorus]

[Man coughs]


[Man talking]


Ah yeah, we sending this one out


From everybody I mean to everybody from the H-Town to the A-Town


To worldwide so get your lighters, get your drink


And I tell you what I`m so fucked up, and screwed up


If anybody try to blow my high, you know what I`ma tell `em





[Chorus]


[(Man) Ludacris]


(Fuck you!) Fuck you!


(Fuck you!) Fuck you!


(Fuck you!) Fuck you!


(Fuck you!) Fuck you!


(I`m screwed up)





[Ludacris]


I feel better than I`ve ever felt before, Ah!


Intoxicated but maintaining self-control, Ah!


I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I`m loud and clear


I had some bud, I lit it up, and then I made it disappear


`Cause my magic tricks, are so fabulous


This shit`s hazardous, got amateurs smoking canibus


If you mad at this, damn it then





[Chorus]





[Lil` Flip]


I made a, call to my dog, time to split the blunt and break it up


Three-wheel motion, purple potion, I gotta shake it up


I tried to kick the habit, but it keep calling me


Abracadabra, here`s a magic trick, I smoked up all the weed


Zig-Zag`s and golden wraps got my mind gone


Drugs don`t affect my work, I still get my grind on





[Chorus]





[Ludacris]


I`m leaning like the Tower of Pisa, the syrup squeezer


Come close to my stash, and get treated as if I`m Ebeneezer


I`m throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact let`s call this the thrower potion


I`m screwed up, so no wonder things are in slower motion


I gots to have it,can`t kick the habit, I`ve tried to shake it


The drug experiment stage if you mistake then





[Chorus]





[Lil` Flip]


I`m from Screwed Up Texas, we drive reckless, and then we peel off


You ain`t had shit until you smoke Sweet Tooth and Jack Frost


Hit it twice but don`t cough, you gotta take it man


If it`s a record for smoking I`m `bout to break it man


Me and Luda puffing budda, we in a black Cougar


On Zap Judas, you try to jack us we grab rugers





[Chorus]





[Ludacris]


How can I say it plain?


That I`m off that Mary Jane


And if it`s true what they say


Then I don`t know how many cells is left in my fucking brain


But I`ma keep on writing and lighting


Minds of these hungry rappers


And tell the hood that I`ve hired niggers and fired crackers


On the Fourth of July, opens your eyes I`m joking stupid


I love all races but if you hating my music then





[Chorus]





[Lil` Flip]


I love my


I get patient we never have to take a piss test


Fuck a 9 to 5 `cause I`m always getting rest


I wake to breakfest and head


You wake up to breakfast in bed


Should I drive my H2? Hmmm?


I`ma take the Lexus instead


Pimping ain`t dead but I`ll leave you niggaz


Dead from all this pimping


I`m riding spinners like a pimp


That`s why I`m limping





[Chorus]





[Ludacris]


Off substances that`s controlled


That`s how this story goes


I popped the cap, broke the ice


And Lil` Flip done broke the mold


I`m so cold I think I, see dead people


Nah, that`s just my homies passed out in the Regal


Believe it, the potency is so strong, if you notice me


I`m calm, cool, and collected and if you, disrespect it





[Chorus]





[Lil` Flip]


We doing this for them players that bank screw music


We don`t pass out after 8 blunts, because we used to it


Me and Cris like cheech & chong


So hurry, break out the weed and the bong


`Cause if it ain`t Grade A trees, we gotta leave it alone


And to my homie screw, you know I gotta hold it down


And if they want it then they gotta come and take the crown





[Chorus]





[Man talking]


Hahahahahaha So there you have it


Sending this one out to all my drinkers and all my smokers


United and lighted we stand inebriated we fall


And if you wanna pass the sobriety and breathalyzer test


Hear`s a quick Luda tip some packets of mustard in your car


Keep mustard god damn it and whoever said the south can`t rhyme





[Chorus]

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