Fuck Shit Up lyrics

Karl Wolf, Juicy J and Three 6 Mafia
It's going down, UGP
Yea, let's go

Uuh ey, uuh ey
Uuh ey, uuh

My ears all rocky and my wrist all froze
Champagne in my glass, I'm surrounded by hoes
You know, you know, you know that I f*ck shit up
You know, you know, you know that I f*ck shit up
[X2]

Hey hey hey I don't care who you are
What you do or who you with
Tonight we party and I'm on my Vegas shit
These girls are flashy flashy spinnin' spinnin' outta control
I ain't gonna stop this party 'cause I'm f*ckin' rock 'n' roll

Last call for alcohol
I'ma shut this motherf*cker down hey
Don't stop till the sun come up
Cause I'm gonna turn this party up

My ears all rocky and my wrist all froze
Champagne in my glass, I'm surrounded by hoes
You know, you know, you know that I f*ck shit up
You know, you know, you know that I f*ck shit up
[X2]
These chicks is stupid crazy
Got me on the bar getting wasted
I'm feeling like incredible Hulk
Cause I'm about to break shit
From the dance floor to the window
To the motherf*cker wall
Hey hey I run this shit, now stop

Last call for alcohol
I'ma shut this motherf*cker down hey
Don't stop till the sun come up
Cause I'm gonna turn this party up

My ears all rocky and my wrist all froze
Champagne in my glass, I'm surrounded by hoes
You know, you know, you know that I f*ck shit up
You know, you know, you know that I f*ck shit up
[X2]

5 chicks, twenty bottles and a bag of (?)
I'm on some rockstar shit, I'm jumping in the crowd
It's stoners night, it's stoners night
Twenty racks I'm in Vegas with some n*gga's wife
Takin' me to freak to the playboy suite, room service to treat me
All these hoes gonna tag along, take a seat, take off the clothes
Doin' all groupies from the show
I don't buy bars, I own the floor
I get higher than an airplane
Juicy J is the new Rick James

My ears all rocky and my wrist all froze
Champagne in my glass, I'm surrounded by hoes
You know, you know, you know that I f*ck shit up
You know, you know, you know that I f*ck shit up
[X2]