Now I'm so high And now that's it's over, I'll never be sober I couldn't believe, but now I'm so high Girl, what's your problem 'Cause I know it's hard sometimes, baby just give it some time Oh honey now girl, we can solve them If you just give me some

I don't know, it just came over me (hey) What's all over me? That's jewelry That's jewelry, baby My old bitch over me, she want the sober me (hey) I don't know what possessed this foolery I don't know, it just came over me Bag secured, I only walk

The type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna Change is slow, always has been, always will be What good is taking over, when we know what you gon' do This is called being high as shit That's the name of this song nigga,

No matter how far we go, I want the whole world to know I want you bad, and I wont have it any other way No matter what the people say, I know that we'll never break 'Cause our love was made, made in the USA 'Cause that's the way we like to do it That's

Hey, oh yeah, how long? Hey, oh yeah, so long What you gonna do today? I don't wanna have to, but I will If that's what I'm supposed to do We don't wanna set up for the kill But that's what I'm about to do I used to know just what I wanted And just where

Baby, what if What if (what if) But we can't We can't tell The future no But that's just the beauty of the world we know So I'ma say duuuduuu duuuduuu duuudu duuudu We could all say duuuduuu duuuduuu duuudu duuudu

That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' I be going through some things, you don't know what I've been thinkin' I woke up this morning, I had a boner I went to sleep last night with no bitch, nigga, I was a loner I be going through shit,

All that's left is a band of gold All that's left of the dreams I hold Is a band of gold Now that you've gone And the memories Of what love could be If you were Still here with me You took me from the shelter of a mother I had never known

Somethin' went wrong, somethin' went wrong Somethin' went wrong, terribly wrong Now that I know, now that I know Of course I want to lie and say I don't miss you My bitch on the side just told me to forget you That's what niggas do, that's what niggas do

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And