I'm Fucked Up Testo

Testo I'm Fucked Up

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Aye... look here man... this another Teddy Pernderazz beat jack. C'mon, let me lock down the booth real quick.

I'm steady tryin to find me a motor to put up in my ride
Tryin to be a roller, tryin to hit the South Side
Now they done put one in
Fucked up my transmission
And they don't know about all this pussy I'm missin

[Chorus: T-Pain (Background T-Pain vocals)]
That's fucked up
Know what I'm talkin bout
Know what I'm talkin bout
That's fucked up
Know what I'm talkin bout (you)
Know what I'm talkin bout
And that's fucked up
Know what I'm talkin bout
Know what I'm talkin bout
Now they done got me fucked up
Know what I'm talkin bout (you)
Know what I'm talkin bout

I wanna see my lady (lady)
She bout to have my baby (baby)
But I can't get to her
We talk on the phone, but it's just not enough
Cause when she's talkin dirty, I wanna do that freaky stuff and

[Chorus]

My bill's two months late and my credit's fucked up
Now I stack my paper and it's time to come up
See I dun got my money
Now I feel alot better
But I don't got no weed, and I gotta wear this holy sweater and

[Chorus]

See man... I be off on that shit man... blazin, drinkin... all my dogs around me and niggaz be lookin at me and shit with the sleepy eyes and shit... and they be like "Dog guess what? " and I be like "what? " and they be like "Dog I'm...

[Half-Chorus]
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