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By Zuse

On Plugged

Released on February 14, 2014

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[Intro: Zuse]

It's midnight, I'm heading down to your crib

I'm on one, got chad all in my drink

R.I.P to the pimp, underground these motherfuckers

They know I'm bout to be king

Missed call from my main girl but my mindset is on Kim

My ex-girl who branched out and amputated her limb

It's all good, she gon' see the man, the young boy turned in

Still swangin' on these folks, with the same guys I came with

Now what the fuck should I think?


[Hook]

I'm screwed up, you can blame that on the beer

Screwed up, UGK up in my drink

Screwed up, Actavis under my skin

Screwed up, I can never trust a bitch


[Bridge]

Where ya been at? How ya been?

How ya doing, girl? Can I come in?

Where ya been at? How ya been?

How ya doing, girl? Can I come in?

Yeah


[Verse 1: Zuse]

Called her up, I'm down to ride and we all up

Sippin' on that cough syrup, that Big Mo

Pour four for the Pimp too, this Big Hawk, not pimp juice

Hold up, let it sink in, got pink all in my system

Swangin' down that highway, my girl say I move sideways, it's alright

Cup muddy on hard ice, don't give a fuck like I'm [?]

Ain't nothing change but the weather baby

But the young boy got the star life

Same boy who came up was the same man working all night


[Hook]

I'm screwed up, you can blame that on the beer

Screwed up, UGK up in my drink

Screwed up, Actavis under my skin

Screwed up, I can never trust a bitch


[Bridge]

Where ya been at? How ya been?

How ya doing, girl? Can I come in?

Where ya been at? How ya been?

How ya doing, girl? Can I come in?

Yeah


[Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth]

Young street king, ain't nothing switched

I'm paid in full and I ain't talking Mitch

I got a couple tools to get a hater fixed

Finna' screw em up like it was 96'

With a bitch tryna' catch another bitch

On six-fours with this (triback?)

You can't top that even if you could, I'll still steal the scene like I was coming on a jet

You nigas still ain't shit, get the fuck off my dick

You pillow talking to something you probably still ain't hit

Who me? Naw I'm just cooling homie

(?) up slow same color of bricks

I'm Houston, Texas, born and raised nigga

I'm screwed for life, this ain't a phase nigga

Rest in peace, I miss them days nigga

Clipse, Screw, and Dub K nigga


[Hook]

I'm screwed up, you can blame that on the beer

Screwed up, UGK up in my drink

Screwed up, Actavis under my skin

Screwed up, I can never trust a bitch


[Bridge]

Where ya been at? How ya been?

How ya doing, girl? Can I come in?

Where ya been at? How ya been?

How ya doing, girl? Can I come in?

Yeah