Artist: B.o.B f/ Playboy Tre Album: E.P.I.C. (Every Play Is Crucial) Mixtape Song: Fucked Up Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Intro] I've lost control And I've lost my soul I stand so cold Cause I've lost control! [Chorus] Is that's why you think I'm cool Because I get fucked up, fucked up? Is that's why you think I'm cool Because I get fucked up, fucked up? Is that why? Is that why? Is that's why you think I'm cool Because I get fucked up, fucked up? Way too fucked up obviously But hey,that's what just happens when the bottles are free Prestige like an older man I'm laid up in the sweet like solomon You all just following I'm half way across the world, it just occurred to me I look down, wallet full of foreign currency Table full of shots, that's courtesy Broke niggas fake balling, that's perjury I do my thing certainly One black, one Asian, diversity I got a girl, she got a girl, we doing both concurrently I wanna see 'em lips move, and I ain't talking verbally! I'm at the peak, man I'm hong kong high! you wanna see me falling, I don't know why I'm getting wasted at the Hong kong spot And the room keeps spinning, but I don't know why [Chorus] Is that's why you think I'm cool Because I get fucked up, fucked up? Is that's why you think I'm cool Because I get fucked up, fucked up? Is that's why you think I'm cool Because I get fucked up, fucked up? Is that's why you think I'm cool Because I get fucked up, fucked up? First class on my ass, don't know how to act Tell a broad with a big rack bring a shot of jack I need a lot of that, i should wear a party hat I can't see you fuck boys,call it Cataracs Hong Kong, nice girls, interracial speaking Goose with the hen, call interracial drinking Living life, stocks soaring, make her pour it Hit a freak on one leg call her Captain Morgan Y'all all haters, while we all in Ye ain't heard we the truth where've y'all been? Baby take them clothes off, i need all skin And don't be stingy with that stuff, cause we all friends! Tell me some freaking I kiss my home girl, we're out of here Tre,boy in my own world! Call it Planet Hangover no fat Jesus Yours truly, Mr. pot belly, good evening! [Chorus] Is that's why you think I'm cool Because I get fucked up, fucked up? Is that's why you think I'm cool Because I get fucked up, fucked up? Is that's why you think I'm cool Because I get fucked up, fucked up? Is that's why you think I'm cool Because I get fucked up, fucked up?