Gucci Mane - Wasted lyrics

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (I'm wasted) Ha, ha, ha, ha Ha, rock star lifestyle might don't make it Living life high everyday click wasted Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky Wake up in the morning ten o'clock dranking Party, party, party, let's all get wasted Shake it for me baby girl, do it bu*t naked I'm so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender Send twenty more cases Geeking like Whitney, geeking like Britney Gucci no hippie but it's on like Jimmy X Pill poppers geeked up crazy whole click rolling Everyone wasted purple codeine Sprite pink don't waste it, Mix up, grandma drank it and didn't taste it, Now grandma sipping syrup leaning wasted Walking 'round f** up Twisting her finga home gurl Slipped up drunk got wasted now She back stage an she tryna get famous Hit me up the drinky, drinky Gucci Mane shake it, Club night, damn right, Gucci Mane wasted Rock star lifestyle might don't make it Living life high everyday click wasted Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky Wake up in the morning ten o'clock dranking Party, party, party, let's all get wasted Shake it for me baby girl, do it bu*t naked I'm so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender Send me twenty more cases I don't wear tight jeans like the white boys But I do get wasted like the white boys Now I'm looking for a b**h to s** dis almond joy Said she gotta stop s**ing 'cause her jaw's sore Gotta b**h on the couch, b**h on the floor Party just popping up but now he rolling more Rolled on, three pills now, he on four I don't know, why? But that Remy turned into a who*e Walked in the club, pocket full of big faces Got the forty on my waist and it's off safety 'Bout forty goons wit' me and we all wasted Only Remy straight tonight dog no chasing Rock star lifestyle might don't make it Living life high everyday click wasted Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky Wake up in the morning ten o'clock dranking Party, party, party, let's all get wasted Shake it for me baby girl, do it bu*t naked I'm so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender Send me twenty more cases Whole click faded we geeked up crazy Big boy bracelet we white boy wasted No shirt, f** it unless your arms tatted We slopping trunk disgusted the liquor keep wasting 285 east side me and Plies wasted Racing seven big booty broads chasing Spring break fifty thousand white girls shake it Some dancing naked But everyone's wasted Magic city Monday Ball players wasted This one for yo' uncle drinking Thunderbird wasted Twelve pack wasted I need more cases And Gucci not a racist All my diamonds Caucasians Rock star lifestyle might don't make it Living life high everyday click wasted Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky Wake up in the morning ten o'clock dranking Party, party, party, let's all get wasted Shake it for me baby girl, do it bu*t naked I'm so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender Send twenty more cases Ha ha ha This is GPSA (Gucci!) (Ghetto public service announcement) We don't get f**ed up no more, we get wasted Gucci Mane, Plies, Fat Boi, wasted