ترانه:
Lit Addicted

my number And she's the only one call [CHORUS:] (Yeah, oh yeah) What's wrong with me? (Yeah, oh yeah) Why can't I see? (Yeah, oh yeah) I'm so addicted

my number And she's the only one call [CHORUS:] (Yeah, oh yeah) What's wrong with me? (Yeah, oh yeah) Why can't I see? (Yeah, oh yeah) I'm so addicted

my dick, shit, I need 6 inches more Fuck, my dick's big, bitch Need I remind you that I don't need the fucking swine flu To be a sick pig, you're addicted

considered fate I'm eating in a World where I'm considered bait a workaholic addicted to bills people addicted to me cuz they addicted to real my best friend got addicted

whole bottle And I don't even like fucking with no alcohol But I'll snatch a joint, and get smoked out for y'all Getting lit, never having a fit On

measure my dick shit I need 6 inches more Fuck my dicks big bitch Need I remind you that I dont need the fucking swine flu to be a sick pig Youre addicted

Candidate of heart failure, more pills then Elvis In a layer cake, half-chocolate, half-velvet I'm listenin' to some Howe Melvin I got too many options, there's so many toxins Yo, ain't no really tellin' what we killin' ourselves with I lit

them jeans that show her butt crack My girls can't wear that Why? That's where my stash at I put my mack down, that's where you lack at She need her candle lit

see a sucker scatter, it'll make ya throw up Then I take advantage, you can't manage To get up, all you can do is sit up, I get lit up Hit up, Ice Cube