I was so high I couldn't come down, She said with my mother's voice, "There's no need to be afraid" I'm not even sure why we even went out, The sun
8 days When they cut the 8 ball, when they flipped it 8 way I don't feel clean, but a nigga so paid Got the clean white tee with them fresh Air J's I
[Chorus] [Verse 3 - Jim Jones] You ain't seen money Until you seen me Two hundred twenty for Bentley GTC And the money ain't a thing like J. Dupri
I turned thirteen, I got even fades Everybody wearing Air Macs, Ree's and J's But all my parents cared about, was B's and A's In high school, I picked
rule number one If you wanna be my main girl Gotta keep your hair tight Toes right, yeah girl You gotta be a girl who Has a lot of virtue Like to party in the club But she go to church
m the black pill in the Matrix, the saturated life They say life is what you make it So I wait quick on a spaceship so I can take it As high as the stakes
just like Mary J. Sippin' iced teas in the E and J Partyin', till your bare remain You're killin' 'em, okay you bring it to 'em Everyday, just like Mary J
knowin' who's friends and who's foes The worst Devil is a black Devil Because you come disguised as a wolf in sheep's clothes Like Preacher Porkchop who keeps the church
as I touch, the dialogue has begun So Bill, what?s your take on censorship? Politicians on a church, state fusion tip? I speaks my mind while kids I went to high
Bam! I'll explode, just like I were a bomb flying over Vietnam high with my Uncle Tom. Or sitting in a cabin having a sip of tea, while a parrot sings
in some DOORS? Santa, SANTA CLAUS!...Ho Ho Ho everybody's Jolly Oh, you mean the motherfucker who be ringing the bell down in front of Churches' Chicken
're Lady Godiva Some freaks are live but Yvette you're liver Dear, Yvette Dear, Yvette Dear, Yvette Dear, Yvette You're a back-seat queen, a elevator pro A high
You play Black Diamond Strings ?Cause it?s all you can get Black Diamond Strings on a catalog guitar That?s pretty high cotton whoever you are You break
pill in the Matrix, the saturated life They say life is what you make it So I wait quick on a spaceship so I can take it As high as the stakes get when
Unknown apocalypse of the seven churches [Violent J] Floating on a magic carpet with a fat sword It's Joe Bruce of the Lotus ward (J Tneloiv) You
play hardball Strictly hardcore, lyrics 'til I'm finished breakin' God's laws My job's raw but I gotta do it, I'm feelin' high then buddhaed So you might
