FlipCup

Yeah Uhh Sometimes we get to fucked up Know what im saying This ones dedicated to all the homies, homie Fucking up there house and shit Yo Yo yo Me and my homies got a problem with drinking Its not what your thinking Chugging till the cop's is lights blinking And they pulling up behind us Shine there brights trying to blind us Put the weed where they can't find it in some bitches vagina Is she a minor well im hiding behind her As hanging out the window that's a big fucking Hi-NAA Where my license go B Yo I can't even find it So now we drag racing pigs while where drinking and driving A bad situation I be laughing and rhyming Fingering this dime deep, with impecable timing Trying to get my weed out and she be coming and crying Earlier we went ditching n dining, switching to rhyming I wanna get out this girl keeps whining Pep you can't be saying that swerving like a maniac Freestyling slay the track Barely fucking made it back She started doing blow and she never even blazed a sack I guess she got to fucked up Sometimes we get to fucked up Sometimes we get to fucked up But thats just how it is so flip that red cup Sometimes I get to fucked up Sometimes we get to fucked up Sometimes we get to fucked up But thats just how it is so flip that red cup So smack the bitch she acting corny, snatch a forty Man you sure this shit is all gravy Yeah its statutory ask the shorty D.T.F got T. I. T'S Im only eighteen myself so we dont check ID's And in the V.I.P I be like B.I.G Call me M.I.C They wanna be like me Now we swimming and drinking, what where we thinking Downing and drowning Pass them around and we be clowning This girls stripping down to there ankles in the sound-in To handles of admirable nelsons we be pounding Ahh shit Im just thinking out loud And Im outlandish Neighbors can't stand us Drinking till we can't stand up Put your hands up An M.C getting hammered means you can't touch This So swallow when i bust kid I need a freak who is down to fuck and get my nuts licked But yo she got to fucked up Sometimes we get to fucked up Sometimes we get to fucked up And thats just how it is so flip that red cup Sometimes I get to fucked up Sometimes we get to fucked up Sometimes we get to fucked up But thats just how it is so flip that red cup See I was singing Hip, Hip-Hop you don't stop Back when little weezy sang Wuahh wuahh wuahh wuahh wuahh Number one stunna the type of shit im feeling But he had to sell loli-pops to make a hundred million I don't hate little wayne he'll probably die a martyr He made three platinum CD's named the Carter Who better in the game Andre, Drake, and Hova Im an outcast whos so far gone im taking over Get myself cut so they can make the poster Flip-cup im over that bitch like a toaster Cause mrs. Fox wasn't much of a catch Sometimes I get to fucked up and call up my ex to say I popped a bezzle pill Damn this shit is hella ill Going back to Cali where we only smoke that Medi-Kill Kid-Cudi still nutty, freestyling day and night Its silly putty that, that drunk bitch fell in love me Maybe she got to fucked up Sometimes we get to fucked up Sometimes we get to fucked up But thats just how it Is so flip that red cup Sometimes I get to fucked up Sometimes we get to fucked up Sometimes we get to fucked up But thats just how it is so flip that red cup Yeah Sometimes i get to fucked up Sometimes I get so fucked up Maybe I was just so fucked up But that just how it is so flip that red cup Kid