Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Man I run this rap shit Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls R.I.P. to Tupac Nigga roll that good shit You wanna dance lets dance nigga I'll take you to da prom I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm Nigga

Get high like Ali Ba, Chippi Chippi Niggas ain't fuckin' with me Wigglehot, Ali Ba, do the Chippi Chippi Yeah, ha, Mudboy Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa Chippi Chippi, I ain't get high in a minute I can't fuck with shorty, she got too many feelings

We'll get higher and higher Oh that's what dreams are made of Straight up we'll climb Leave it all behind So baby dry your eyes, save all The tears you've cried World turns black and white Pictures in an empty room Your love starts fallin down

If God is a D.J, life is a dance floor love is the rhythm,you are the music you get what you're given it's all how you use it I've been a girl with her skirt pulled high Been the outcast never running with mascara eyes I see the world As a candy store

If he dies, he dies I used to smoke to get high, now I smoke to get vibes I used to tote the semi, I still tote the semi Keep it on the East Side, keep it on the B-side But he be talking out his ass, what is all that shit about? And you still ain't seen

Sometimes I don't know which way to go 'cause I'm walking on a high wire Have to pull it together Feel so washed up today Haven't really got much to say Blood on the pillow of my bed Explains the pain that's in my head Sometimes I can't tell, but it's

On the blessed hellride Oh, you can never get too low when you're so damn high Oh, been out rolling, on the blessed hellride You can never get too low when you're so damn high, Break me down and roll me once again Got no time to think of now and then

Baby let's get high, John Wayne Every john is just the same I'm sick of their city games I crave a real wild man I'm strung out on John Wayne It's like, I just love a cowboy you know I'm just like, I just, I know, it's bad But I'm just like Can I just

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate Pimp pimp! (horray!) Love won't get you high as this Drugs won't get you high as this Fame won't get you high as this Chains won't get you high as this Juice won't get you high as this Two keys won't get you high,

Sugar how you get so fly? Got me lifted, driftin' higher than the ceiling Before you play with fire, do think twice Sugar, how you get so fly? But sugar, how you get so fly? Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, hey She got cherry lips, angel eyes