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wood 'cause I need to get high
I'ma hit, then tell that lil' ho goodbye
Thought she was stayin'
But I know and she not i gotta stay focused
Whenever I

High as fuck my lighters up
Like I'm lil Kim

I don't really gotta try nigga kuz I know im him
They be coming with the shade really kuz they know

a lot
I'm so high man I feel like an astronaut
I be running through beats like a marathon
Now they say that I changed
Says the lil bitch that wants me for

Lost my family, that ain't right
Fuck it, might just pop a Vike
Suicide, clouds this mind
Voices ask, why do I try? I don't even know why
Stay high

Don't you know that we're livin' up that high life ya
Woo, Manic Drive, Mr. Talkbox
West coast can you, can you feel me
Ha, first verse, drop it

love from big freaks
They know I'm like Arby's baby
I packs the meats meats
I stay high and I stay fly
Bitch you know that my money long
Pade tea

I'm so high, I know if I drive, I'm gon' crash it
Know she came from outta town, to get a lil' action
Lil' bounce, yeah she bad, yeah she got ass

Right where the Henny was
I like a muthafucka who suck children up
Oh she nasty
Oh She classy
She like Megan
Dat bitch a baddie
Lil shawty Lil shawty
I

to my wallet
I just get high, and she drunk off hypnotic
Once I am done, then she back to lobby
Lost by the Navi
I stay with shooters they looking like

me to start my song - can you please stop doing that? I mean, stay out until the chorus or something and, you know, get a feel for the piece. Ok?"
This

They can't keep you down when you fly yeah
Came from the bottom what a ride yeah
Now I'm at the top I'm so high
That if I ever fall off I can glide
They

'm loco
Ayy where you goin'? Go go it's a green light
Drive by and I shoot his ass and I treat his ass like a canine
I stay high when I pull a five out

your way 'cause I won't stay yeah I just won't allow, yeah

Shawty wanna fuck, he says he likes me
But I don't have the time so it's unlikely
Lil' baby

I'm from and we fucking
Stay on speed dial and he never bugging
Cross the bridge go to Blum and drop a stack for 'em
He light it up, get the smoke I

no I won’t tell Mrs. Claus 
He said “ho ho ho,
Let’s get high high high” 
We get on the sleigh to take a ride 
He pulled out his whip as I lit

like it's always etcetera etc
Yo lil participation trophy it ain't gon get by my metal detector
My muhfuckin medal detector, aye
Boa at this point I got

It's all cool when they meet Mr k-ID
Automatically head in the VIP
Turn it up beats blazing hot as hell
I got the dank put it in
The burner roll it

more Mr Nice Guy chale the door closed
Stay with me
The beat filthy like a whore’s clothes
All semen
It's seeming I got a tongue of a seaman
So many bars

high enough, not high enough
You're not high enough
So quit acting the dub

Sitting in the parking lot
Watch the one hundred and seventy-one go by
Got

Why Fall in Love With the Struggle

Mr. Mike

Rhapsody

1999

you, at the same time want to see you crumble
We gon' hustle rain or sunshine, love to see us rumble

[ VERSE 1: Mr. Mike ]
We out the do', you know

Let's Get Down [Album Version; Version]

Bow Wow

Let's Get Down

2003

down

[Baby]
Birdman! (lady's and gentlemen) mm-huh!
Jazzy Fizzle product-shizzle my nizzle. oh boy! wit lil bow wizzle (bow wizzle)
Hey, hey, I see

coming from the bay
Blue skies, only highs, not a day that's gray
Wanna chef with Steph, call me Bobby Flay
Brother by my side and he sipping Bombay

Yeah
Fuck it, we're gonna be famous

Goodbye my friend, remember when we used to stay up?
I feel like I'm in high school again
We'll never have

Lil Bitch
Why you calling my phon
Thought I told you
Not to hit me up
I'm In my zone
Moving too fast
I smell fresh check the cologne
All these women