Keke Palmer - Got Me f**ed Up lyrics

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Keke Palmer - Got Me f**ed Up lyrics

[Chorus] I don’t know what he thinking cause he came from the bando He done got me f**ed up, got me f**ed up Cause he see me in the movies and the lay on the boulevard He got me f**ed up, got me f**ed up I don’t know what he thinking cause he safe from the hood He done got me f**ed up, got me f**ed up Not like this lame a** n***a tryna play me (the streets) Done got me f**ed up, got me f**ed up [Verse 1] No n***a, no pride I wonder now you gotta see the money pile up Gotta see me on the islands [?] n***as telling you a wilin’ Look I’m single so what you talking about You be going after b**hes that be stalking the club Look, that sh** dead, I’m chalking em out They come in like they running sh**, I end up walking em out Bye [Verse 2] n***a running games Shawty I’m between two years, oh boss Caught up in my thang Want me to be the girlfriend, not me We could do the whole thing, n***a I free But I ain’t got time for your fake nick names Don’t call me love, love (say that sh**) But every time that I’m in time you wanna b**h down with me Come through, smoke some so you can dick down in me Run up in the store when you know you ain’t gon’ buy sh** I’m in that G-Wagen bin Been made my own money since the A track n***a say he a owner but he pull up like a customer Me and my b**hes at each other like what the f** [Pre-Chorus] f** n***a talking bout, get back to me, get back to me, talking get back to me Now n***a wanna come back, now that you see, now that you see f** n***a talking bout, get back to me, get back to me, talking get back to me Now n***a wanna come back, now that you see, now that you see [Chorus] I don’t know what he thinking cause he came from the bando He done got me f**ed up, got me f**ed up Cause he see me in the movies and the lay on the boulevard He got me f**ed up, got me f**ed up I don’t know what he thinking cause he safe from the hood He done got me f**ed up, got me f**ed up Not like this lame a** n***a tryna play me He done got me f**ed up, got me f**ed up [Verse 3] Had to put the b**h n***a in the cooler Sixth grade teacher with the ruler Young n***a who you ga**ing? Didn’t know [?] get nasty [?] and I getcha off Run your mouth too much, n***a walkie talkie A channel bag, n***a you could [?] your coffee I don’t give a lame n***a a second chance Cheque please [Verse 4] [?] Show em whatchu learnt Hella, you a gunning for a b**h but I just hit you first This young n***a old school He tried to hit me with the old rules I had to dump him in the big pool He was see through n***a me too I could eat food while I play you You f**ing with them pro tools [Pre-Chorus] f** n***a talking bout get back to me, get back to me, talking get back to me Now n***a wanna come back, now that you see, now that you see f** n***a talking bout get back to me, get back to me, talking get back to me Now n***a wanna come back, now that you see, now that you see [Chorus] I don’t know what he thinking cause he came from the bando He done got me f**ed up, got me f**ed up Cause he see me in the movies and the lay on the boulevard He got me f**ed up, got me f**ed up I don’t know what he thinking cause he safe from the hood He done got me f**ed up, got me f**ed up Not like this lame a** n***a tryna play me He done got me f**ed up, got me f**ed up