You Wanna Get Me High - Lyrics - The Donnas

Title: You Wanna Get Me High
Artist: The Donnas
Composer(s): Brett Anderson, Torrance Castellano, Allison Robertson, Maya Ford

Lyric:
You look familiar, do I know you?
Oh yeah, you're that popular guy
You always made fun of my crew
And now you wanna get me high?
Yeah

You wanna get me
You wanna get me high
You wanna get me

Now you know my name, you wanna get me high
You're tryin' to get with me and I don't know why
Call me on the phone, you wanna get me high
Don't remember your name, don't really wanna try

You always said, I was doin' it wrong
But it looks like you forgot
'Cause now you sing along to every song
I'm hot and you're not

You wanna get me
You wanna get me high
You wanna get me

Now you know my name, you wanna get me high
You're tryin' to get with me and I don't know why
Call me on the phone, you wanna get me high
Don't remember your name, don't really wanna try

You wanna get me
It's too late, so don't even try
You wanna get me

You had your chance but you let it slide
And now you act like you're on my side

Dude, you gotta say it, don't spray it
You never talked to me before
No, I don't wanna cafe' Au Lait it
I'll make Narci, show you the door

You wanna get me
You wanna get me high
You wanna get me

Now you know my name, you wanna get me high
You're tryin' to get with me and I don't know why
Call me on the phone, you wanna get me high
Don't remember your name, don't really wanna try

You wanna get me
You wanna get me high
You wanna get me
You wanna get me high

Now you know my name, you wanna get me high
You're tryin' to get with me and I don't know why
Call me on the phone, you wanna get me high
Don't remember your name, don't really wanna try

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X - Lyrics - Pain Is Love - Ja Rule

Title: X
Album: Pain Is Love
Artist: Ja Rule
Composer(s): Melissa Elliott, Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins, 7 Marcus Aurelius, C Keys

Lyric:
C'mon, let's get popped in love
I know you popular, admitted your club
But I just wanna toss you up
Before I swallow you whole I need to wash it down
Tell your girls Avion, indulge you to hang out
Intoxicate me, free your mind, free my mind, freak all night
It's evident, when two worlds collide, you're twice as hot
Wet through the new extras, get you by in life, high on life

I wonder what life would be like if no more women were dykes
And trick hard at low prices, it's a cold cold world, yeah
How do we relieve that stress X
You know, pop them thangs to get extra horny baby girl
You on one, you can't ignore me, Rule and Missy E
How you love that? With IG, it's Murda INC, nigga

Hey, get me high tonight
Take me away
Come inside my world
Come ecstasy
Let me show you love
Between you and me
Let me love you boy

You want freak, I love a lot of excitement
I excite men, I make 'em dirty and trifling
I been known to leave 'em frightening
Stifling all in love by the end of the night
And I, I want a big "Don John"
To pop a few of these and make the John last long
X, now you can serve that, 'cuz no doubt it's Murda
Ya heard that?

Hey, get me high tonight
Take me away
Come inside my world
Come ecstasy
Let me show you love
Between you and me
Let me love you boy

Yeah, now that you got me feeling, high to Heaven, knows
Tight as the pussy holes, so, Lord knows
It stick to your X-O, them hoes to freak shows
You know how it goes, comin' out of my clothes
I'm coming outta my clothes, you better, dick me down
Then uh, turn me round, then uh, lay me down
'Cuz uh, you got me high as a kite, Ja-Rule

Yo, I scream your name tonight
Let me take a look in your eyes
And see, and get in your eyes right, hypnotize like
The late B I G, hey, take me away, ecstasy
Bitch! Please, pop a few of these
And make house calls on Ja Rule twice a week, heh
You and me, love you boy, yeah

You got me high as a kite
Feels like doing somethin' freaky tonight
When I think about you and me
Feels good when your sexing me

You got me high as a kite
Feels like doing somethin' freaky tonight
When I think about you and me
Ahw, ahw it's Murda!

Hey, get me high tonight
Take me away
Come inside my world
Come ecstasy
Let me show you love
Between you and me
Let me love you boy

Hey, get me high tonight
Take me away
Come inside my world
Come ecstasy
Let me show you love
Between you and me
Let me love you boy

You got me high as a kite
Feels like doing somethin' freaky tonight
When I think about you and me
Feels good when your sexing me

You got me high as a kite
Feels like doing somethin' freaky tonight
When I think about you and me
Ahw, ahw it's Murda!

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Let'S All Get High - Lyrics - Da Brat

Title: Let'S All Get High
Artist: Da Brat
Composer(s): Jermaine Dupri, Shawntae Harris, Roger Troutman, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
Somebody call the cops, let 'em know the funk bandit's back
With more bounce to the ounce, it's the brat tat tat tat
The funk-keeper Competition's sweet but known for makin'
Speakers bleed smokin haloweed, givin' you what 'cha need

Indeed I'm nice, jewelery full of ice
The industry ain't been the same since I came to sprinkle my spice
Tonight's the night and we gonna all get lifted, recognize the gifted
And how there's no fuckin' around in the west-side district

Get it twisted, if you wanna choose your destiny
Leave all that simple shit at home and bring your fuckin' best to me
'Cause right here playtime stops, okay, rhymes flop and all that
Real-deal shit hits tops, see I'm the cream of the crop

Head bitch in charge and there ain't nothin' or nobody
That I've barred thus far, repertoire full of wicked shit
Lay back kick a shit, all the right shit to give a nigga a hit

If you let's nothin' hold you back and your limit is the sky
Put your hands in the air, let's all get high
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Lay back hypnotized to the funky sound

If you let's nothin' hold you back and your limit is the sky
Put your hands in the air, let's all get high
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Lay back with the brat, just get on down
(Now, roll up a sac so that we can smoke it together)

Now, how high can you go 'cause you know we can choke
Take it slow, we smokin' junk 'cause you rollin' wit Moe
We havin' a celebration, we doin' this all night
If you wanna get away, you can play 'em other times

And don't forget my niggas be doin' this shit the thuggish way
We have you thuggin' where the thug lately? We Krayzie
And niggas don't drop we got the bud blaze-ay
So if you get out, better get with this crowd

I bet you wanna get weeded, fuck wit your thugs out of Cleveland
Stay peyoted and tweeded them thugs we blazin' we fiendin'
Now, can you feel this connect with So So Def Mo Thugs
My squad and yo posse my nigga we goin' be alright

So come around everybody, party down get down
And let that real shit hit yo' chest 'cause I know when I get that hydro
Your nigga thugsta come and give me some love
But somebody bang and slang yo' dog with couple of thugs from the cut

You wanna fly, you wanna fly, we go whatever
We could all get high, get high
The shit we keep to get you hypnotized
Ain't nobody dealin' with me
My nigga J can get his smoke on man
'Cause if we go broke, you won't feel bad

Yeah, but there's enough hundreds for that
To never happen in action, certified platinum slashin' bastards
Draw shit faster than Eastwoods, I wish you could be like me
I broke the Mo with fatality, visual shit that you can see

These synthetic niggas usually smoke reefers with my peeps
Get deeper than any bitch, watch me and yo' nigga creep
Sky's the limits, damn them lights 'cause Krayzie got the Hydro
Inject a deadly venom grinnin' and watch them all die slow

We non-fictional characters carry grudges till it's dealt with
Underestimate the wrong bitch and get yo' shit spend
You better light a splife and mind yo' motherfuckin' business
Or get that ass put in the witness protection program

Till I'm finished, diminished, your entourage is my level
Blindin' with the VVS rocks possessin' like the devil
Pushin' custom drop-tops, keep Segante' in the glove box
Puffin' with crooked cops and can't nuthin' hold me back
'Cause nigga my shit don't stop

You wanna fly, you wanna fly, you wanna fly
I think you wanna fly, you wanna fly, you wanna fly
We can all get high, get high, get high
All get high, get high, get high

You wanna fly, you wanna fly, you wanna fly
I think you wanna fly, you wanna fly, you wanna fly
We can all get high, get high, get high
And all get high, get high, get high

You wanna fly, you wanna fly, you wanna fly
I think you wanna fly, you wanna fly, you wanna fly
We can all get high, get high, get high
All get high, get high, get high

You wanna fly, you wanna fly, you wanna fly
I think you wanna fly, you wanna fly, you wanna fly
We can all get high, get high, get high
And all get high, get high, get high

You wanna fly, you wanna fly, you wanna fly
I think you wanna fly, you wanna fly, you wanna fly

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Don'T Hate On Me - Lyrics - The Collection: Vol. 2 - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Don'T Hate On Me
Album: The Collection: Vol. 2
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Jermaine Dupri, Shawntae Harris, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
Ain't it fucked up that when you work real hard
To get some shit and finally make it to the top of shit
That it's a whole gang of muthafuckas that hate
That shit and wanna take that shit

Nigga don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Don't hate on me, don't hate on me)
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Go get you some, go get you some)

Nigga don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Don't hate on me, don't hate on me)
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Go get you some, go get you some)

Nigga don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Don't hate on me, don't hate on me)
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Go get you some, go get you some)

Nigga don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Don't hate on me, don't hate on me)
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Go get you some, go get you some)

Nigga don't you hate on me muthafucka
Go get you some get off my dick bitch get out my mix
And tell me where the real niggas at put your blunts in the air
Y'all niggas get fried to this tear the roof off the motha
Tell me who the thuggish in this muthafucka

What you niggas really wanna do be ballas flossin'
Niggas wanna be me so they gotta be talkin'
Oh, we been hearin' what they say
And when I'm in they face what you say
Oh, nothin' busta hit him in his shit anyway, hey

That's how we play still thuggin' ain't a thang changed
Still the same name Leather Face
Real, real niggas that's all I gotta say you're fuckin'
With the real you're bound to get dusted
Really the real ain't shit to be fucked with

Protected by the Nina we ain't care for them nigga
The trigger finger itchy fix ya then hit up the whole block
Make a nigga close shop sho' nuff show-stopper
Fuckin' 'em up with these sawed-offs

Pumpin' the shotgun really unnecessary
'Cause all we want is a little respect that's all we want
But nigga you don't feel me, nigga you don't
Krayzie, Krayzie maybe insane and he with JD
Let it rip done slipped a clip into the gat Brat-tat-tat just like that

I ain't fin to be the bitch to procrastinate
If niggas wanna be shippin' me half a cake
Go through whatever drastic measures I have to take
Make a muthafucka masturbate

The hotter I get the more hate
Some of you hoes is overrated with flows
That's outdated take 'em to the rehab and get 'em reinstated
My lyrical content send other bitches to convents
Pray for me to be deleted but that's nonsense

Been the bomb since '74
Aries I can see how ya nigga be lookin' at me
He wanna get in between the sheets
Leave the wallet and the keys for me
I ain't persuade that easily but if you spend the cheese for me
Nigga we can fuck free frequently

You study me but another me could never be so
Broke the mold 6-0-6-4-4
when niggas are hauled off and hit you with the sawed-off
Seen plenty muthafuckas fall off with they drawers off

When I'm finished droppin' 'em all off on the West side of Chi
I'm ridin' high thinkin' of ways to make it through
The maze of the paper chase slidin' by
Keep a Luger in the chamber ready for danger when it's time to die

Nigga don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Don't hate on me, don't hate on me)
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Go get you some, go get you some)

Nigga don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Don't hate on me, don't hate on me)
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Go get you some, go get you some)

Nigga don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Don't hate on me, don't hate on me)
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Go get you some, go get you some)

Nigga don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Don't hate on me, don't hate on me)
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Go get you some, go get you some)

See everywhere I go I feel like niggas be tryin' to get me stuck
I'm fly no matter what iced-up and all the hoes wanna fuck
Not to mention that a nigga got KT stacked-up, packed up
Everything I touch gold and platinum, what?

Niggas can't fuck with us like Busta Bust we dangerous
And you know that if I peel I got more y'all peel it's gone
It's why the ice grill on when I wheel on by y'all
Niggas in the corner back and forth

Like, "Fuck that little guy" don't worry
About me you need to worry about your goddamn self
How your shit on the shelf and how you sit around
Wishin' that a nigga was signed to So So Def

I'm a A T L A N T A, nig never been known to play with
Can't none of y'all see so y'all niggas don't really need to say shit, uh-uh
With all your people hatin' people hatin' and your bad looks
What y'all need to do is shut up and take heed
To what my nigga's sayin' in the hook

Nigga don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Don't hate on me, don't hate on me)
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some
(Go get you some, go get you some)
...

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Got - Lyrics - Black On Both Sides - Mos Def

Title: Got
Album: Black On Both Sides
Artist: Mos Def
Composer(s): Ali Shaheed Muhammed, Dante Terrell Smith

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Lyric:
Some cats really like to, you know
Profile and front
And then the jooks go down, all at once they like

Don't get me
Don't get me
Don't g-g-get me

Don't get me
Don't get me
Don't g-g-get me

Don't get me
Don't get me
Don't g-g-get me

Don't get me
Don't get me
Don't g-g-get me

You're out on the block hustling at the spot
Got, this is how you get Got
At the gamblin' spot and your hand is mad hot
Got, this is how you get Got
Out in Brooklyn late night flashing all of your rocks
Got, this is how you get Got
Some girl from pink house said, "I like you alot"
Got, this is how you get Got

This one goes to all them Big Will cats
With ice on they limbs and big rims on they Ac
You rollin' 'round town with your system bumped
And your windows cracked low to profile and front
Now I like to have nice things just like you
But I'm from Brooklyn, certain shit you just don't do
Like high postin' when you far from home
Or like high postin' when you all alone
Now this would seem to be clear common sense
But cats be livin' off, sheer confidence

Like "Fuck that, picture them tellin' me run that"
But acting invincible, just ain't sensible
It's nineteen ninety-now, and there's certain individuals
Swear they rollin' hard and get robbed on principle
5 star general, flashin' all your revenue
You takin' a ride on the Downstate medical, like
Colorful sparks, yellow and blue
A full on attack and it's happening to you
Wit' nothing you can do but bust back and cop a plea
But five of them and one of you, that equal Got to me

Don't get me
Don't get me
Don't g-g-get me

Don't get me
Don't get me
Don't g-g-get me

Don't get me
Don't get me
Don't g-g-get me

Don't get me
Don't get me
Don't g-g-get me

Come on ya'll now, let's be real
Some jokers got a rough time keepin' it concealed
I wonder what it mean, it's probably self-esteem
They fiending to be seen, get hymned like Aberdeen
Cats think it can't happen until the gats start clappin'
They comin' down the wire spittin' fire like a dragon
'Cause while the goods glisten, certain eyes take position
To observe your trick, and then catch that ass slippin'

Like, come on now ock, what you expect?
Got a month's paycheck danglin' off your neck
And while you Cristal sippin', they rubbin' up they mittens
With heat in mint condition to start the getti-gettin'
They clique starts creepin' like Sandanista guerrillas
You screamin' playa haters, these niggas is playa killers
Mr. Fash-ion, that style never last long
The harder you flash, harder you get flashed on

There's hunger in the street that is hard to defeat
Many steal for sport, more steal to eat
Cats heavy at the weigh-in, and they playin' for keeps
Don't sleep, they'll roll up in your passengers seat
There is universal law, whether rich or poor
Some say life's a game, to more, life is war
So put them egos to the side and get off them head-trips
'Fore some cats pull out them heaters and make you head-less

Don't get me
Don't get me
Don't g-g-get me

Don't get me
Don't get me
Don't g-g-get me

Don't get me
Don't get me
Don't g-g-get me

Don't get me
Don't get me
Don't g-g-get me

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Fi - Vertigo - Lyrics - American Hi

Title: Fi - Vertigo
Artist: American Hi
Composer(s): Stacy Jones

Lyric:
I'll do everything but you're not that way
I'm lost around you
And you'll do everything with the same old lies
When I can't even try

Yeah, you get me high, I'm feeling so low
How far will you let me go?
Yeah, you get me high, I'm feeling so low
I'm knocked down by the vertigo

Nothing means a thing when you're cold and gray
I fall behind you
I'll make the same mistakes with the same old lies
When I can't even fight

Yeah, you get me high, I'm feeling so low
How far will you let me go?
Yeah, you get me high, I'm feeling so low
I'm knocked down by the vertigo

Yeah, you get me high, I'm feeling so low
How far will you let me go?
Yeah, you get me high, I'm feeling so low
I'm knocked down by the vertigo

Yeah, you get me high, I'm feeling so low
How far will you let me go?
Yeah, you get me high

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Would You Die For Me - Lyrics - Lil' Kim

Title: Would You Die For Me
Artist: Lil' Kim
Composer(s): D Vanderpool, Christopher Wallace, K Jones, S Jordan, Sean Combs

Lyric:
Venue after venue I've been through
Come up to the telly so I can bend you
Send you to the store condoms and more
Jealous females call you sluts and whores
Could it be my hardcore metaphor
Make sweat pour on the bedroom floor

Open up the Lex door jump on in
I'm kind of tired, I'm a roll blunts while you spin
You got your license, right? Alright, no swerving
Hair blond out, Madonna style like a virgin
Splurging, Dom P., Rose much foreplay that's my forte
Niggas see the ring, baguettes to death
She looking for a man, honey he just left
Violate me, he get beat to death
Good fellas squeeze every shell they got left

Grand Marnie increase the don strength
Two four-fifths within my arms length
With a calm breath I say we gots to float
Throw Little Cease the keys to the boat
Tongue all down her throat, you know the routine
Got my dick large like Bruce Springsteen
And you mean too, eyes greenish blue
Got the Corgi sweater with the bubble Fubu

Beautiful, that's how the night goes
Get out them tight clothes
Get in some night clothes
I invite those girls that smoke lye
Keep it real with you, you keep it real with I
We be tight like frog's ass have you screaming
"Biggie, Biggie give me one more chance"

Would you ride with me?
Yeah
Would you lie for me?
That's right
Would you get high with me?
For sure
Would you die for me?
No doubt

Would you ride with me?
Yeah
Would you lie for me?
That's right
Would you get high with me?
For sure
Would you die for me?
No doubt

These hoes don't treat you like I treat you
Like my contacts I can see right through
Don't they know me and you is stuck like glue?
Queen Bitch means number one and two
Wifey, y'all ain't got to like me
Go head and act dumb, you'll just catch a hot one
Y'all know where I'm from Buck town, lay your ass down
You don't wanna play around with me

Probably just mad because Frank chose me
A fly cutie, you just a groupie
Girls call my telephone just to hang up
While me and you is in the crib, laying up
Oh, he ain't tell you that we live together
And that we gonna have a kid together
Whatever, me intimidated, never
Anything you give to him, he give it right to Kim

Anyway, I fuck better than you
Give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you
If I fuck another nigga don't mean nothing
B.I.G. is in my heart from the start
Whether broke or rich, I'm a stay his bitch
Chicks who used to be around, where they at now?
See I don't care 'bout them other broads
B.I.G. kept it real with me and that's that

Would you ride with me?
Yeah
Would you lie for me?
That's right
Would you get high with me?
For sure
Would you die for me?
No doubt

Would you ride with me?
Yeah
Would you lie for me?
That's right
Would you get high with me?
For sure
Would you die for me?
No doubt

Would you ride with me?
Yeah
Would you lie for me?
That's right
Would you get high with me?
For sure
Would you die for me?
No doubt

Would you ride with me?
Yeah
Would you lie for me?
That's right
Would you get high with me?
For sure
Would you die for me?
No doubt

Would you ride with me?
Yeah
Would you lie for me?
That's right
Would you get high with me?
For sure

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Don'T Hate On Me - Lyrics - Jermaine Dupri

Title: Don'T Hate On Me
Artist: Jermaine Dupri
Composer(s): Jermaine Dupri, Shawntae Harris, Anthony Henderson

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Lyric:
Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?

Nigga, don't you hate on me, motherfucker, go get you some
Get off my dick, bitch, get out my mix and tell me where the real niggas at
Put your blunts in the air, y'all nigga get fried to this
To the [Incomprehensible] to mother
Tell me who the thuggest in this motherfucker

What you niggas really wanna do? Big ballers flossin'
Niggas wanna beat so they got to be talkin'
Oh, let me give them what they say and run 'em in they face
What they say? "Oh nothin'"

Buster, hit'em in they shit anyway
That's how we play, stil thuggin' ain't a thing change
Still the same name, love the face
Real, real niggas, that's all I gotta say

You fuckin' with the real, you ball to get gusted
Really, the real ain't shit to be fucked wit'
Protected by the niner, when you careful

The nigga the trigger finger itchy fixin' to make you duck the whloe flock
Make a nigga close shop, sho' 'nuff
Showstopper, fuckin' 'em up with diesel
What's pumpin' the shotgun?

Real neccesary 'cause all we want is a little respect
That's all we want but nigga, you don't feel me
Krazyie crazy, maybe insane hangin' with JD
Little rip done, slip the clip into the gat, rat-tat-tat, just like that

I ain't fixin' to be the bitch to procastinatin'
Niggas wanna be shippin' me half a cake
Go through whatever drastic measures I hafta take
Make a motherfucker masterbate, the hotter I get the more hate

Some of you hoes is overrated with flows
The salvate'll take 'em to the rehab and get'em re-instated
My lyrical content send other bitches to convents
Pray for me to be deleted but that's nonsense

Been the bomb since '74 Aries
I can see how ya nigga be lookin' at me
He want to get in between the sheets
Leave the wallet and the keys for me

I ain't persuaded easily but if he spend the cheese for me
Nigga, we can fuck free frequently
You study me, but another me could never be sold
Broke the most 6-0-6-4-4

When niggas'll haul off and hit ya with the sawed off
Seen plenty motherfuckers fall off with they jaws off
When I'm finished droppin' 'em al off
On the west side of Chi, I'm ridin' high

Thinkin' of way to make it through the major
Of the paper chase
Slidin' by, keep a luger in the chamber ready for danger
When it's time to die

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?

See everywhere I go, I feel like niggas be tryin' to get me stuffed
I'm flyin' on out of what? Iced up and all the hoes wanna fuck
Knockin' bitches and that nigga got cake stacked up, packed up
Everything I touch, gold and platinum, what?

Niggas can't fuck with us
Like Busta Bust, we dangerous
And you know that if I peel I got mo'
Y'all peel, it's gone, that's why the ice grill on

When the wheel on by y'all niggas in the corner
Back and forth, like "Fuck that little guy"
Don't worry 'bout me, you need to worry
'Bout yo' goddamn self

How you shit on shelf and how you sit around
Wishin' that a nigga would sign to So So Def
I'm a A T L A N T alien
Never been known to play with

Can't none of y'all see me, so y'all niggas don't really need to say shit
With all your paper-hatin', paper-hatin' and your bad looks
What y'all need to do is shut up
And take heed to what my nigga sayin' in the hook

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?

Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?

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Suga Suga - Lyrics - Tha Smokin' Nephew - Baby Bash

Title: Suga Suga
Album: Tha Smokin' Nephew
Artist: Baby Bash
Composer(s): Nathan Perez, Ronald Ray Bryant, Francisco Jr Bautista

Lyric:
So tight, so fly
You got me lifted, you got me lifted

You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling
And ooh wee it?s the ultimate feeling
You got me lifted feeling so gifted
Suga how you get so fly?

Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?

You know its leather when we ride wood grain and raw hide
Doing what we do, watching screens getting high
Gurl you keep it so fly with you sweet hunnybuns
You was there when the money was gone
You?ll be there when the money comes

Off top I can?t lie I love to get blowed
You my lil?sugar, I?m yo little chulo
And every time we kick it it?s off to the groovy
Treat you like my sticky ickey or my sweet ooey gooey
(Fa real though)

You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling
And ooh wee it?s the ultimate feeling
You got me lifted feeling so gifted
Suga how you get so fly?

Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?

Now I ain?t worried about a thang 'cause I just hit me a lick
I got a fat sack and a super fly chick and uh uh
There ain't nothing you can say to a playa
'Cause doowop, she fly like the planes in the air

That?s right she?s full grown settin' the wrong tone
I'm diggin' the energy and I'm lovin' her ozone
So fly like a dove, fly like a raven
Quick to politic with some fly conversation

In a natural mood then I'm a natural dude
And we some natural fools blowin' out by the pool
She like my sexy-cool mama with blades on her berate
Rockin' Dolce Gabbana with hydro in the Cabana

You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling
And ooh wee it?s the ultimate feeling
You got me lifted feeling so gifted
Suga how you get so fly?

Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?

You know its leather when we ride, wood grain and raw hide
Doing what we do, watching twins getting high
Gurl you keep it so fly with you sweet hunnybuns
You was there when the money was gone
You?ll be there when the money comes

You know its leather when we ride, wood grain and raw hide
Doing what we do, watching twins getting high
Gurl you keep it so fly with you sweet hunnybuns
You was there when the money was gone
You?ll be there when the money comes
(Fa real though)

You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling
And ooh wee it?s the ultimate feeling
You got me lifted feeling so gifted
Sugar how you get so fly?

Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?

So high like I'm a star
So high like I'm a star
So high like I'm a star
So high like I'm a star
Azucar

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Suga Suga - Lyrics - The One - Frankie J

Title: Suga Suga
Album: The One
Artist: Frankie J
Composer(s): Nathan Perez, Ronald Ray Bryant, Francisco Jr Bautista

Lyric:
So
So tight, so fly
You got me lifted, you got me lifted

You got me lifted, shifted, higher than the ceiling
And, ooh wee, it?s the ultimate feeling
You got me lifted, feeling so gifted
Sugar how you get so fly?

Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?

You know it's leather when we ride, wood grain and raw hide
Doing what we do, watching screens getting high
Girl you keep it so fly with you sweet honey buns
You was there when the money was gone
You?ll be there when the money comes

Off top I can?t lie, I love to get blowed
You my lil? sugar, I?m yo little chulo
And every time we kick it, it?s off to the groovy
Treat you like my sticky ickey
Or my sweet oowy, goowy, fa real though

You got me lifted, shifted, higher than the ceiling
And, ooh wee, it?s the ultimate feeling
You got me lifted, feeling so gifted
Sugar how you get so fly?

Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?

Now I ain?t worried about a thang 'cause I just hit me a lick
I got a fat sack and a superfly chick
There ain't nothing you can say to a playa
'Cause doowop, she fly like the planes in the air

That?s right, she full grown, settin' the wrong tone
I'm diggin' the energy and I'm lovin' the O-Zone
So fly like a dove, fly like a raven
Quick to politic with some fly conversation

In a natural mood then I'm a natural dude
And we some natural fools blowin' out by the pool
She like my sexy-cool mama with blades on her berata
Rockin' Dolce Gabbana, hydro and an cubana

You got me lifted, shifted, higher than the ceiling
And, ooh wee, it?s the ultimate feeling
You got me lifted, feeling so gifted
Sugar how you get so fly?

Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?

You know it's leather when we ride, wood grain and raw hide
Doing what we do, watching screens getting high
Girl you keep it so fly with you sweet honey buns
You was there when the money was gone
You?ll be there when the money comes

You know it's leather when we ride, wood grain and raw hide
Doing what we do, watching screens getting high
Girl you keep it so fly with you sweet honey buns
You was there when the money was gone
You?ll be there when the money comes, fa real though

You got me lifted shifted higher than the ceiling
And ooh wee it?s the ultimate feeling
You got me lifted feeling so gifted
Sugar how you get so fly?

Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?
Suga suga how you get so fly?

So high like I?m a star
So high like I?m a star
So high like I'm a star
So high like I'm a star

Azucar

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High - Lyrics - Postcards from Heaven - Lighthouse Family

Title: High
Album: Postcards from Heaven
Artist: Lighthouse Family
Composer(s): Emmanuel Baiyewu, Paul Tucker

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Lyric:
When you're close to tears remember
Someday it'll all be over
One day we're gonna get so high

Though it's darker than December
What's ahead is a different color
One day we're gonna get so high

And at the end of the day remember the days
When we were close to the end
And wonder how we made it through the night

The end of the day remember the way
We stayed so close till the end
We'll remember it was me and you

'Cause we are gonna be
(Forever, high forever)
Forever you and me
(Forever, you and me forever)
You will always keep it flying high
(Forever, high forever)
In the sky of love
(Forever, you and me forever)

Don't you think it's time you started
Doing what we always wanted
One day we're gonna get so high

'Cause even the impossible
Is easy when we got each other
One day we're gonna get so high

And at the end of the day remember the days
When we were close to the end
And wonder how we made it through the night

The end of the day remember the way
We stayed so close till the end
We'll remember it was me and you

'Cause we are gonna be
(Forever, high forever)
Forever you and me
(Forever, you and me forever)
You will always keep it flying high
(Forever, high forever)
In the sky of love
(Forever, you and me forever)

'Cause we are gonna be
(Forever, high forever)
Forever you and me
(Forever, you and me forever)
You will always keep it flying high
(Forever, high forever)
In the sky of love
(Forever, you and me forever)

High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high

And at the end of the day remember the days
When we were close to the end
And wonder how we made it through the night

The end of the day remember the way
We stayed so close till the end
We'll remember it was me and you

'Cause we are gonna be
(Forever, high forever)
Forever you and me
(Forever, you and me forever)
You will always keep it flying high
(Forever, high forever)
In the sky of love
(Forever, you and me forever)

'Cause we are gonna be
(Forever, high forever)
Forever you and me
(Forever, you and me forever)
You will always keep it flying high
(Forever, high forever)
In the sky of love
(Forever, you and me forever)

'Cause we are gonna be
(Forever, high forever)
Forever you and me
(Forever, you and me forever)
You will always keep it flying high
(Forever, high forever)
In the sky of love
(Forever, you and me forever)

'Cause we are gonna be
(Forever, high forever)
Forever you and me
(Forever, you and me forever)
You will always keep it flying high
(Forever, high forever)
In the sky of love
(Forever, you and me forever)

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Do What It Do - Lyrics - Unpredictable - Jamie Foxx

Title: Do What It Do
Album: Unpredictable
Artist: Jamie Foxx
Composer(s): Durrell Babbs, Kenny Bereal, Charles W Bereal, Jamie Foxx

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Lyric:
You know what, I'mma make it do what it do baby
I'mma make it do what it do baby

Now baby I just wanna take your freakin' clothes off
Kiss your body while I take your freakin' clothes off
Leave them heels on while I take your clothes off
Leave them lights on, let me see you go off

Ooh, baby that's my body callin' your name
Ooh, and baby that's your body doin' the same
So act right, don't show me, back it up, now put it on me
Act right, don't show me, back it up, now put it on me

Now what you wanna do, you wanna get high, you wanna get fired up
What you wanna do, you wanna get sexed, you wanna get tied up
Get your rodeo wired up, baby girl lift them thighs up
I think you betta wise up 'cause I'm about to rise up

Now what you wanna do, you wanna get high, you wanna get fired up
What you wanna do, you wanna get sexed, you wanna get tied up
Get your rodeo wired up, baby girl lift them thighs up
I think you betta wise up 'cause I'm about to rise up

Now baby holla at me tell me what you're missin'
I can put in work from every position
From the kitchen table
To the bedroom floor

Ooh, baby that's my body callin' your name
Ooh, and baby that's your body doin' the same
So act right, don't show me, back it up, now put it on me
Act right, don't show me, back it up, now put it on me

Now what you wanna do, you wanna get high, you wanna get fired up
What you wanna do, you wanna get sexed, you wanna get tied up
Get your rodeo wired up, baby girl lift them thighs up
I think you betta wise up 'cause I'm about to rise up

Now what you wanna do, you wanna get high, you wanna get fired up
What you wanna do, you wanna get sexed, you wanna get tied up
Get your rodeo wired up, baby girl lift them thighs up
I think you betta wise up 'cause I'm about to rise up

Your body, your body's shown no singing baby
Show me how you use it girl, we gonna pop some champagne
Listen to some music, so baby make the music loud
And once we get our clothes off, wrap your legs around my shoulders
And it's gonna be just like I told you baby I'm gonna work you over

What you wanna do, you wanna get high, you wanna get fired up
What you wanna do, you wanna get sexed, you wanna get tied up
Get your rodeo wired up, baby girl lift them thighs up
I think you betta wise up 'cause I'm about to rise up

What you wanna do, you wanna get high, you wanna get fired up
What you wanna do, you wanna get sexed, you wanna get tied up
Get your rodeo wired up, baby girl lift them thighs up
I think you betta wise up 'cause I'm about to rise up

Do what it do tonight, do what it do tonight
Do what it do tonight, do what it do tonight
Do what it do tonight, do what it do tonight
Do what it do tonight, do what it do tonight
Do what it do tonight, do what it do tonight
Do what it do tonight, do what it do tonight

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High Speed - Lyrics - Still I Rise (with Outlawz) - 2pac

Title: High Speed
Album: Still I Rise (with Outlawz)
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Yafeu Fula, Darryl Harper, Steven Stanley, Tina Weymouth, Tupac Shakur, Adrian Belew, Chris Franz, Malcolm Greenidge

Lyric:
I speak for all my niggaz livin' in the rush
Slow it down just a notch, baby
It's goin' be alright, it's goin' be alright

Life in high speed
Fuck the punishment, tie weed
I gonna buy me a gun
Fuck doin' time

I live life high speed, sightly disillusioned by weed
I breed thug muthafuckas even worse than me
When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly on me
My army, niggaz deceive swiftly

Look at you, now, why you wanna hang out?
I pull the hammer back
Strike wit' a cannon and blow your muthafuckin' back out
They blast but I'm still standin' slightly scarred deep

Questions for the Lord, why He don't like me?
Guard my soul though my life was hard with no remorse
I absorb bomb, less it's without protection for the boss
Rollin' in my double, raw, rugged, and ruthless

Keep a vest through these hard times, knowin' it's useless
And my crew, who could should be mistaken for Jews
We all about our past, blast if he break the rules
Fools done snitched for the D.A., be heaven sent

Switched like a stone bitch, turned straight severed then, why?
Then they wonder why niggaz die
Put your family in danger just to get high
Now, what the hell can we get from jail?

More tricks for the crime rate, this is hell
Bail out, a thug nigga fresh out the jail house
Open your safe count and take all your mail out
Whatever happens happens, whoever falls, dies

We fresh out of time, livin' blind so we all ride
In times like these, chronic and tie weed
Puffin' through these high speed and people say

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Verbal assassin, I hit the corner fast, blastin'
I plan to stretch your chest plate back like elastic
No need to push me to slippin' I love beef, like pussy and pistols
For all you pussies that's soft as tissue

I ride plottin' like the fall guy out the roof
Bustin' at you wise guy, gettin' high, sippin' hundred proof
Gettin' your neck joints low to verdict wit' mine
Get that ass attacked, murdered and robbed, blind from behind

Grab your shots', callin', catchin' niggaz while they stormin'
Kickin' his door in
And get your whole fuckin' family a' mournin'
Plus all you itchy bitchy types can't touch me
Frontin' like your hard
I'll play your fuckin' yard like a trussel

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

At times, I look through times with so much anger
Wonderin' why it keeps on passin' bringin' me the danger
No signal, hard time is a good one at times I'm amazed
Now what the muthafuck a hood done? What we do to get paid

All day, for the almighty, dollar, don't even bother to holla
We all destined to be swallowed by the same thing we lust for
Threw away our morals in bags of dust
More niggaz is dying tomorrow

We, bet on all time, nigga, the clocks tickin'
Approachin' is the day you only know your glocks spittin'
Cops sittin', politicians passin' laws you ain't knowin'
Soon that money goin' be illegal when you got it

Keep your dough up
But I ain't goin' tell you, what? To stop chasin' paper
Man, I'm just like y'all, I worry 'bout that shit later
Put the metal to the pedal, slash up nigga, blaze
Let's get blowed out high speed til the end of my days
Now, my people say

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna buy me a gun then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night

High speed
(We goin' all night)
Life of an outlaw, ghetto stars
(We goin' all night)
Yes, I'm gonna buy me a gun

Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
For my niggaz on the Westside and the Eastside
And the Northside and the Southside
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)

(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
From Compton to Jersey
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
Gettin' it real hard, niggaz in Michigan
(M.O.B, nigga, M.O.B)
From Atlanta, Georgia to Utah

(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
From St. Louis to Alabama
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
From Mississippi to Oakland
From San Francisco to San Diego
Seattle to Florida

(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
Maine to Mass
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
Food and sex
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
And it don't stop and it won't quit
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)

And it don't stop and it won't quit
And it don't stop and it won't quit
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
Then what's next?
Food and sex, house parties in the projects
We goin' all night, high speed

And it don't stop and it won't quit
(We goin' all night)
And it don't stop and it won't quit
(We goin' all night)
And it don't stop and it won't quit
(We goin' all night)

And it don't stop and it won't quit
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
And it don't stop and it won't quit
(I'm gonna buy me a gun)
And it don't stop and it won't quit
And it don't stop and it won't quit
Outlawz with that rough shit, baby

Learn about it
Pac, you goin' rap?

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I Get High - Lyrics - The Hunger for More - Lloyd Banks

Title: I Get High
Album: The Hunger for More
Artist: Lloyd Banks
Composer(s): Tony Cotrell, C. Broadus, C. Jackson, C. Lloyd

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Lyric:
I know, I ain't supposed to smoke in here
But Mr. Bouncer Man
Don't put your motherfuckin' hands on me
(Can I get high)
Without you botherin' me

Everybody you see in here tonight's
Doin' the same thing, so why you keep player hatin' on me?
(Can I get high)
Without you botherin' me
Ay, did you hit this shit?

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

I admit I got a problem, I keep comin' back for these
Doe-doe bags, and not your 'gnac or your sack of seeds
I chill, sit back on the sofa and relax my knees
And roll one up loose enough to make the backwards breathe

I blow a heavy load, you can subtract some G's
'Cause I'm a smoker, too much of this to choke ya
I don't mean to provoke ya, but I'm a bad influence
A musician can't operate without his instruments

My recent success rapidly got your bitch convinced
Haters mad they can't look inside 'cause I pitched the tints
I enter the club with baggies of that chocolate
The secondhand smoke'll make a nigga wanna start shit

Sometimes I think 'bout where the niggaz from the start went
Raise up a lighter and fuck up the whole apartment
It's just one of them things that I do with my spare time
My bad habits ain't private, so I'ma share mine

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

Now they put they hands out, 'cause of the way shit bend
So you niggaz ain't smokin' if you don't chip in
Listen I waited long for these rocks to glisten
From that one-room pad without a pot to piss in

Over betrayal is not forgiven
I do this for my niggaz locked up that's comin' home to lobster livin'
Helpin' the cop's forbidden, 'bout to buy momma her own mansion
Just so I can see her pop the ribbon

That Cali bud special, so special I held the blunt so long
Snoop had to tell me, "Pass the weed nephew!"
Fuck rap, I'm the wrong one to get pissed off
'Cause the pump'll make you "Jump" like Kris Kross

My nigga dead and it's hard to let go
So I'm blowin' on that wet doe, same color as Gecko
We follow hood codes and everybody in the set know
We gas 'em, fuck 'em and pass 'em, what you expect ho?

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

Say 'gain won't you blow it with the best of them
Yes yes I blessted them, blazed up the purple palm trees
I told dem don't mess wit dem, I hold dem no testament
Do you want to smoke wit me?

Weed rollin', G-strollin', bad-mouthin' muh'fucker
Law breakin', pimp slappin' niggaz for the fuck of it
Hip-Hoppin', ziplockin', riprockin' gang banger
"Thought you was an actor," thought I was a singer

Thought about ridin' if you say you wanna hang tough
D.P.G. unit sounds like danger
You might wanna manage your anger
Hang with us and stop smokin' on the same stuff

Now lay back on the law
This new weed that I got I call it face off
'Cause it'll blow your face off and that's a figure of speech
My niggaz a beast, on me from the West to the East, preach!

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

That la lah-lah, I be smokin'
Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n
Them bullshit trees, you be rollin'
Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high

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Get Down - Lyrics - Amil

Title: Get Down
Artist: Amil
Composer(s): Richard Hell, Jerrod Washington, Jonathan H Robinson, Amil Whitehead

Lyric:
Oh shh
Yo Jon-John this track is crazy
You know how I do
Brown town, Roc-A-Fella

Where my ballers at? Where my thugs at?
Where my fellows at?
Where my Coins at? Where my bitches at?
Where my ladies at?

Where my ballers at? Where my thugs at?
Where my fellows at?
Where my Coins at? Where my bitches at?
Where my ladies at?

Let me know what the deal, keep it real
If you wanna build
Ain't nothing wrong with a roughneck
Rockin' dirty timbs, baggy jeans and a nice chest

What you do on the low? You bling-bling
You's a thug for sure, I want ice cold ice, hit me off
Wanna break me off, you gotta break me off
Break me off

However you wanna get down
I can get down, baby, like you get down
You know I don't play around
If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down

However you wanna get down
I can get down, baby, like you get down
You know I don't play around
If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down, get down

Can I live? Let me live, you want me
Then you gotta give
I'm a bad girl, such a bad girl
Not a hot girl but a rock girl, drive a drop girl

Hair is done, body's right
You wanna touch 'cause I'm just that tight
We can roll, we can stroll but I gotta let you know
I ain't giving out without doe

However you wanna get down
I can get down, baby, like you get down
You know I don't play around
If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down

However you wanna get down
I can get down, baby, like you get down
You know I don't play around
If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down, get down

If you want to get with me then diamonds is what I need
You are what I need and if you want to make me happy
Then give me some of your cream
Give it to me baby, give it to me, give it to me

Uh huh, yeah
Amilliyon, Major Coins
Uh

It be the brokest niggas always talking shit
I don't even notice niggas who can't offer shit
What that look like, a broke nigga flossin' this
Major Coin, meaning high costing bitch

Only a baller in fact can keep me in the minks
To the small of my back, I'm just keeping it real
Letting y'all know from the gate, no papers, no scrapes
You ain't hungry for it, no plates

Mother fucker, you'll get clowned first
Treat you like a corner scrub slinging an ounce of dirt
Think about it, what sound worse?
Telling my Coins you broke or you drowned the purse?

See only official bitches wifey of a rich nigga
A smart bitch, fuck with no trick niggas
Them grimy bitches fuck with stick niggas
And a dumb bitch, just fuck you for your dick nigga

However you wanna get down
You know I don't play around
However you wanna get down
You know I don't play around

However you wanna get down
I can get down, baby, like you get down
You know I don't play around
If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down

However you wanna get down
I can get down, baby, like you get down
You know I don't play around
If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down, get down

However you wanna get down
I can get down, baby, like you get down
You know I don't play around
If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down

However you wanna get down
I can get down, baby, like you get down
You know I don't play around
If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down, get down

However you wanna get down
You know I don't play around
However you wanna get down

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You Get Me High - Lyrics - Jason Mraz

Title: You Get Me High
Artist: Jason Mraz
Composer(s): Jason Thomas Mraz

Lyric:
Well, I don't know just what I'm here for
I want more than words can describe
I've been deprived, can you believe it
My whole world, well, it's fallin' apart?
Well, it falls, still it falls, well, it falls apart around me

And you pick me back up, oh, said you pickin' back up
Oh you, gonna pick me back up and you get a' me high
Said at you pick me back up, oh, said you pickin' back up
Oh you, gonna pick me back up and you get a' me high

Cuz' I'm drinkin' all of the tears you cry
And I don't wish, to know my ending, mmm
I just say I wanna know when I begun
I wanna know when I begun
I wanna know where it started from
Where it all had started from

Because I feel like I am spinning
I feel like I'm spinning
Well I feel just like I'm spinning I'm spinning around
Oh, oh, oh, oh, said I feel like I am spinning

All around this summer
And the winter comes and another storm
It falls, well it falls, said it falls apart around me

And you pick me back up, oh, said you pickin' back up
Oh, you gonna pick me back up and you get a' me high
Oh my, my, my

Said you pick me back up, oh, said you pick me back up
Oh, you gonna pick me back up and you get a' me high
Said I'm drinkin' all of the tears you cry
Breathing every breath that you sigh

I am
I'm breathing all of the tears that you cry, that you cry
All the tears that you cry, every breath that you sigh

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