Lyrics:
way, continuouly get high
Instead of runnin 'round, lock one bird down
It's a new day gotta do it big just to get right
Show no respect can't live
got hundreds, we got hundreds
My niggas, Masta P, we got money
My niggas, Two Live Crew, shawty get it, get it
Too high crew, hit it, hit it
I
and never let these bitches know ya
And even though I'm gettin' high, a thug nigga gettin' by
Catchin' bitches spittin' lies, I'm gettin' mine
All day, I
and gettin your high on.. its 2
different things.
When you get your high on your kinda like just trippin
in the head. ya know what I mean? you're high but
you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
With no Vaseline
("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done without
you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
With no Vaseline
("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done without
my block, gimmie the ball, I said it's my rock
I'm startin' a line-up by gettin' y'all to bring the livestock
Throw all your money in the pot
do it for the meals
We just wanna put some food on the table don't wanna die before we live
I just wanna rock and pop the bottles with the crew (Crew
name is, man we got a real crew, we got
Motherfuckers over here rapping for real, eat pussy on records and
Shit, that shit ain't what's happening, we
ayo, hot shit makin' ya bounce
One two ride around in large amounts
One two high offa half an ounce
One two, one two
One two, hot shit makin' ya
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
holla
I'm gettin high today high today
Lookin for a brighter day brighter day
Fuckin with my G's from around the way
The way the way the way the way
the shit's never end
You can't touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer
And them 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion
The yacht
The two
people really
Some people really are
She had several cars, she had credit cards, a castle
Large master bathroom, gettin' a pedicure
Belaney by
out to
That nigga you love to have Ice Cube
The nasty ass group award goes out to 2 Live Crew
The High Roller of the industry award goes out to Ice
of the Year grammy goes to
That nigga you love to have Ice Cube
The nasty ass group award goes out to 2 Live Crew
The High Roller of the industry award goes
it's time to die
Gettin' high, watchin' time fly
And all my motherfuckers
Starin' at the world through my rearview
Go on, baby, scream to God, he can't
the Westside on my way out
Y'all whole crew should've knew it was on
From Makaveli's first day out now y'all gettin' played out
And laid out for public
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could've joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that's where
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
and his 2-2's
I saw him last night in the prime time news
Shot and killed by an on duty Jake
His birth to the earth was a big mistake
Now, history was not
the whole team gettin' real high
That's Team Green baby, you know just what we need
Crack a fatty Hamm's 'n' smoke some purple ass weed
Italian made, you know
the haters in a hearse
Ride for yourself
They don't wanna
See you emerge
Itching for success
Im always gettin the urge
Two things about the hustle
Its always
the motherfuckin Wu! (Stand for it right now)
Two thousand and two!
You know how we do!
For you and your crew!
Representin the motherfuckin Wu!
Ayo catch me
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