(Young Buck)
Turn the music and the mic up
Don't do drugs kids, give em to me, hahaha
Its Young Buck, Lil Wyte what it do homie
Oh we drinking? I'm drinking and I'm smoking
Lets go
(Hook: Young Buck and Lil Wyte)
My LA niggas pay me bud, I'm on all kind of drugs
My Houston homies pour me mugs, I'm on all kind of drugs
Atlanta niggas pay me pills, I'm on all kind of drugs
I'm on all kind of drugs, Tennessee is where it is
Lets go
All kind of drugs
Lets go
All kind of drugs
Lets go
All kind of drugs
I'm on all kind of drugs (2X)
(Verse 1: Lil Wyte)
I'm riding round and I get it, like 2 Chainz I spit it
Now I'm back on my buck shit cruising around the ville looking for a chicken
When I'm in ATL I'm pilled out, fucking off with the twins and em
High five to the Slum Americans Yelawolf and Rittz and Eminem
In LA, I got Juicy J, you know where he took me straight to the plug
In the ville, I got Young Buck, Charlie P, and Jelly, free Young Struggle
In Texas I got Chingo Bling, Slim Thug and Bun B
With a pocket full of pills and a cup full of lean and some weed
I can show you where the fun be
I made it cool to talk about pills
I'm on the roof with a bottle right now
They don't make Oxycotton no more, but they got enough to last you awhile
Everybody pipe down thought I was dead I might be by tonight I don't give a fuck
Its W.Y.T.E still what they see and I'm still on kinds of drugs
Turn the music and the mic up
Don't do drugs kids, give em to me, hahaha
Its Young Buck, Lil Wyte what it do homie
Oh we drinking? I'm drinking and I'm smoking
Lets go
(Hook: Young Buck and Lil Wyte)
My LA niggas pay me bud, I'm on all kind of drugs
My Houston homies pour me mugs, I'm on all kind of drugs
Atlanta niggas pay me pills, I'm on all kind of drugs
I'm on all kind of drugs, Tennessee is where it is
Lets go
All kind of drugs
Lets go
All kind of drugs
Lets go
All kind of drugs
I'm on all kind of drugs (2X)
(Verse 1: Lil Wyte)
I'm riding round and I get it, like 2 Chainz I spit it
Now I'm back on my buck shit cruising around the ville looking for a chicken
When I'm in ATL I'm pilled out, fucking off with the twins and em
High five to the Slum Americans Yelawolf and Rittz and Eminem
In LA, I got Juicy J, you know where he took me straight to the plug
In the ville, I got Young Buck, Charlie P, and Jelly, free Young Struggle
In Texas I got Chingo Bling, Slim Thug and Bun B
With a pocket full of pills and a cup full of lean and some weed
I can show you where the fun be
I made it cool to talk about pills
I'm on the roof with a bottle right now
They don't make Oxycotton no more, but they got enough to last you awhile
Everybody pipe down thought I was dead I might be by tonight I don't give a fuck
Its W.Y.T.E still what they see and I'm still on kinds of drugs
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