again What mood is that you wear this time Why do you get high To change the seat your in In time you won't come back again High High High High High High
(Jimmie's Chicken Shack Cover) [Bonus Track]
under the circumstance So betta yet call me an ambulance [Chorus] Cause I'ma dopefiend baby, I don't know why All I wanna do is get high Between your
nicht auf dem Teppich ich verliere langsam den boden unter den fue?en hebe ab hebe ab ich bin so high high high tickend ohne wiederkehr mein freund kubai
my cross without you too don?t apologize for being a fake love is so much bigger than hate I am wise I am god I am just everything you want I?m so high
Chopper City and we bought to train till the end Slim got killed, you gone see him in the bricks Nigga gotta jacking leave his brains in a ditch Every morning dope
out that CP3 Calliope, home of that dope, nigga U.P.T. St. Thomas got that torture, bad since '25 That Fuji powered niggas just do it a Worldwide I'm high
.K.'s and glocks, in the back the Lexus jeeps Havin' big baller parties every other week This is the clique nigga 2-2-6 Black Connection nigga again the code is 2-2-6 Droppin' dope
I'm in to grow, legend with rights, I don't been enticed To greab the K and let it spray, put an end to a nigga life My nigga TD gettin' high wit' me
I don't knock no nigga for they hustle play it how it go nigga [Verse 1] Nigga I cause grief and trouble, funerals trying to come up on six numerals riding high
motherfuckin' nerves But I'm stressed, and so (???)'ll leave ya on the curb I asked a nigga that I know to front a quarter bird But I smoked dope again
user Struggle for my stat to be phattest on knots Pack Glocks wit 17, keep a nigga off my block, it's hot 'Cause it's bumpin, got nothin but dope traffic
of flour it's sour but it's a come up fool I'm on that dope it ain't no secret but that shit ain't shive How am I stay high stay shive and get mine I
change the channel, whoa My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow The aftermath proves to be smoother than hairy lacks and oh [Hook:] Wave high to
cyanide spitter So when I kick rhymes, my victims die quicker I'm broke, no cheese, my ho's cracker Snort third verse of Pigions, I'll show you a dope
can change the channel, woah my dick hates sweaters so she jackin slow the aftermath proves to be smoother than hairy lacks and oh Wave high to the Ritalin
