Songtexte:
B O B Gettin High

the days that im gettin High (thoes the only days that im feelin fine) the days that i that i seem to be gettin by, are the days that im gettin High

: [feat. B.o.B.] [Verse 1: Jessie J] Seems like everybody's got a price, I wonder how they sleep at night. When the tale comes first, And the truth

pound, leave yo' ass on the ground For, you poppin that bullshit, like I don't pull shit Fully loaded clips and whips, get the grip, clip the bricks Nigga we hittin licks, stickin shit, gettin

got my closest road dogz lookin out for all mine [2Pac] Haha.. bring artillery and ROLL with a nigga They could never take the soul of a M.O.B. soldier

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

love your hood But reconize and it's all good, where the weed at? Niggaz gettin shermed out Snoop Dogg in this muhfucka perved out, M.O.B. Big Suge in

O.B.B! Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch your body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit) Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy.. [

but stay low key! " (STAY LOW KEY!) So it's a payback - with pain in the back (PAIN IN THE BACK!) The whole world gettin' high (GETTIN' HIGH!), when I

in my Lex' with the chrome raised high So you wanna roll far and live large? It ain't all that goes with bein' a rockstar [Chorus 2x] [B-Real] My own