Listen to Young Dumb Full of Fun (Bonus Track) [feat. Ces Cru & Mackenzie O'Guin] by Tech N9ne

Young Dumb Full of Fun (Bonus Track) [feat. Ces Cru & Mackenzie O'Guin]

Tech N9ne

Hip-Hop/Rap

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Vocals
Godemis
Godemis
Vocals
Mackenzie Nicole O’Guin
Mackenzie Nicole O’Guin
Vocals
Ubiquitous
Ubiquitous
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Yates
Aaron Yates
Songwriter
Donnie King
Donnie King
Songwriter
Mackenzie Nicole O’Guin
Mackenzie Nicole O’Guin
Songwriter
Michael "Seven" Summers
Michael "Seven" Summers
Songwriter
Michael Viglione
Michael Viglione
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael "Seven" Summers
Michael "Seven" Summers
Producer

Lyrics

K state, K-U But I'm born and raised in M-I-Z, Z-O-U My eagle eye sees the day They legalize weed in K C I'mma need to buy trees and pay But we don't need no high fees, OK? Movin' at a snails pace, arms around this gals waist 36 24 36 I'm guessin' she's not jail bait So drunk I got pale face, just like when I tailgate Woke up with 3 chicks on me they lucky I don't yell rape Ooooh yeah cherry kool-aid Mix it with some grain alcohol add lemon that's called that foolaid You made so much that'll prolly last you like a few days But not when we come thru you know what we do me and my crew rage Cookies, brownies, THC suckers Vodkas, cognacs, whiskey, lovers Rita's, Tini's, downers, uppers Doin' it cause we young dumb and fun motherfuckers! We just (Young dumb full of fun) I live it (Young dumb full of fun) I got it (Young dumb full of fun) I'm with it (Young dumb full of fun) You not it (Young dumb full of fun) And we got shots, ooh (Young dumb full of fun) And then we hot box, ooh (Young dumb full of fun) And if the cop stops, ooh (Young dumb full of fun) Take it to mi casa, this is what I do Like an illiterate idiot We'd read on a light flare Dumbin' up in the muck She didn't give a fuck But I might care Trynna snag me a chicken Then cinch her up in a tight snare If y'all coppin' I'm right there Like an orthodontist's nightmare Fiendin' like Christine I can hear em knockin' don't let them in Dreamin' I'm Steven Dean When I'm in this home made of Ketamine Itchin' to wet your whistle Official while out and get it in Take a shot with Ephederine Red is nothing but net, and then Picture me with a pitcher Or passin' out with an 8-ball Tell every chick I meet that Her meat will probably get ate raw I'll catch y'all on the far side Promise to pack the pipe tonight And I am nowhere near OD'ing Just satisfyin' my appetite I'm young Do it for all the college kids K city MO With the vision fo' future politics Smokin' on marijuana is 'bout as common as sayin' amen is Throwed off of that cognac No rocks you could hold that Patrón shots and a dope sack Doing big things so you thinkin' that You can spit game, talk your shit Grab your dabs, call your clique Kief on a key, got to keep that low With the law catch wind on a log-on trip Wild for the night, higher than a kite My eyes squintin' like where Waldo is Team on deck and we all go in I'mma puff puff puff 'till my jawbone bent Ah, ah, now we wobble Dewobble get out the way way Your knotted squad is Ronald MacDonald without the face paint But I maintain, we gon' get her done Bang bang never with a gun Take-take in, pullin' love plus wooly bud, bruh Cause we young dumb full of fun!
Writer(s): Aaron Yates, Michael Summers, Mike Viglione, Donnie King, Mackenzie Oguin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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