Ludacris - Screwed Up Lyrics
(*Man coughs*)(*Man talking*)Ah yeah, we sending this one outFrom everybody I mean to everybody from the H-Town to the A-TownTo worldwide so get your lighters, get your drinkAnd I tell you what I'm so *****ed up, and screwed upIf anybody try to blow my high, you know what I'ma tell 'em(Chorus)[Man] Ludacris[***** you!] ***** you![***** you!] ***** you![***** you!] ***** you![***** you!] ***** 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 clearI had some bud, I lit it up, and then I made it disappear'Cause my magic tricks, are so fabulousThis shit's hazardous, got amateurs smoking cannibusIf 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 upThree-wheel motion, purple potion, I gotta shake it upI tried to kick the habit, but it keep calling meAbracadabra, here's a magic trick, I smoked up all the weedZig-Zag's and golden wraps got my mind goneDrugs don't affect my work, I still get my grind on(Chorus)[Ludacris]I'm leaning like the Tower of Pisa, the syrup squeezerCome close to my stash, and get treated as if I'm EbeneezerI'm throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact let's call this the thrower potionI'm screwed up, so no wonder things are in slower motionI gots to have it,can't kick the habit, I've tried to shake itThe drug experiment stage if you mistake then(Chorus)[Lil' Flip]I'm from Screwed Up Texas, we drive reckless, and then we peel offYou ain't had shit until you smoke Sweet Tooth and Jack FrostHit it twice but don't cough, you gotta take it manIf it's a record for smoking I'm 'bout to break it manMe and Luda puffing budda, we in a black CougarOn Zap Judas, you try to jack us we grab rugers(Chorus)[Ludacris]How can I say it plain?That I'm off that Mary JaneAnd if it's true what they sayThen I don't know how many cells is left in my *****ing brainBut I'ma keep on writing and lightingMinds of these hungry rappersAnd tell the hood that I've hired niggers and fired crackersOn the Fourth of July, opens your eyes I'm joking stupidI love all races but if you hating my music then(Chorus)[Lil' Flip]I love myI get patient we never have to take a piss test***** a 9 to 5 'cause I'm always getting restI wake to breakfest and headYou wake up to breakfast in bedShould I drive my H2? Hmmm?I'ma take the Lexus insteadPimping ain't dead but I'll leave you niggazDead from all this pimpingI'm riding spinners like a pimpThat's why I'm limping(Chorus)[Ludacris]Off substances that's controlledThat's how this story goesI popped the cap, broke the iceAnd Lil' Flip done broke the moldI'm so cold I think I, see dead peopleNah, that's just my homies passed out in the RegalBelieve it, the potency is so strong, if you notice meI'm calm, cool, and collected and if you, disrespect it(Chorus)[Lil' Flip]We doing this for them players that bank screw musicWe don't pass out after 8 blunts, because we used to itMe and Cris like cheech & chongSo hurry, break out the weed and the bong'Cause if it ain't Grade A trees, we gotta leave it aloneAnd to my homie screw, you know I gotta hold it downAnd if they want it then they gotta come and take the crown(Chorus)(*Man talking*)Hahahahahaha So there you have itSending this one out to all my drinkers and all my smokersUnited and lighted we stand inebriated we fallAnd if you wanna pass the sobriety and breathalyzer testHear's a quick Luda tip some packets of mustard in your carKeep mustard god damn it and whoever said the south can't rhyme(Chorus)
