Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wasted (feat. Cousin Fik), artist - E-40. Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wasted (feat. Cousin Fik) |
| Party goin up, like a airplane |
| I Gotta cup full of octane |
| Yeah I’m on one, more like 2 |
| I don’t know about you, but I’m Wasted |
| Oh oh oh oh oh oh I’m wasted |
| 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 can’t 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 nopay |
| I changed her name to get my dough |
| 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 preso |
| Double fist to gettin green like gettin pesto |
| Party goin up, like a airplane |
| I Gotta cup full of octane |
| Yeah I’m on one, more like 2 |
| I dont know about you, but I’m Wasted |
| Oh oh oh oh oh oh I’m wasted |
| One one one one one |
| One shot two shot three shot |
| Dj let that beat drop cuz I’m wasted |
| I’m so wasted |
| Look… I’m out my body wasted |
| Octane in my cup, can’t taste it |
| So it don’t 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 ain’t racist |
| H got me feeling like I’m in two different places |
| We blowin out the pound |
| Them haters goin down |
| But the… But the |
| Party goin up, like a airplane |
| I Gotta cup full of octane |
| Yeah I’m on one, more like 2 |
| I don’t know about you, but I’m Wasted |
| Oh oh oh oh oh oh I’m wasted |
| One one one one one |
| One shot two shot three shot |
| Dj let that beat drop cuz I’m wasted |
| I’m so wasted |
| 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 |
| Cool 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 |
| 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 |
| Oh oh oh oh oh oh I’m wasted |
| One one one one one |
| One shot two shot three shot |
| Dj let that beat drop cuz I’m wasted |
| I’m so wasted |