Let's Get High Lyrics
The song Let's Get High is performed by Kurupt .
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All these niggaz and all these hoes in here
Somebody here gon' f**k!
All these niggaz and all these hoes in here
Somebody here gon' f**k!
All these niggaz and all these hoes in here
Somebody here gon' f**k!
All these niggaz and all these hoes in here
Somebody here gon' f**k!
Talkin' that, walkin' that, spittin' at hoes
Smokin' this, drinkin' that, hittin' at hoes
f**k this, I'm hittin' that, I'm hittin' 'em both
Have one ridin' d**k, one lickin' my toes
When I'm lovin' these hoes there ain't no love involved
No hugs, no kisses, bear rugs, bear britches
Rare bitches like to pose in them Black Tail pictures
Bitch jumped off my d**k, "Is that Dre over there?"
Yeah, I just took some Ecstasy
Ain't no tellin' what the side effects could be
All these fine bitches equal s*x to me
Plus I got this bad bitch layin' next to me
No doubt, sit back on the couch
Pants down, rubber on, set to turn that a*s out
Laid the bitch out, then I put it in her mouth
Pulled out, nutted on a towel and pa*sed out
Come on let's get high
(High)
Let's get high
(High)
Come on let's get high
(High)
Let's get high, all my ladies
Let's get high
(High)
High
(High)
Let's get high
(High)
Come on let's get high
I make the four hop pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
Stompin' in the party, Kurupt, Young Gotti
I'm f**kin' somethin' in this bitch, hit 'em with some gangsta shit
Put somethin' in your mouth bitch real tasty
I'm lookin real sauce in my gangsta-a*s Casey's
Hit the party, ease up, Kurupt with an ounce an'
Got all the hoes in this motherf**ker bouncin'
Down to
Yo Whattup Scram Jones?
Mel-Man, what's crackin'?
Wha*sup wit all these ol' punk a*s hoes in here?
Nigga what? I'm a hustlin' bitch!
I like them get rich niggaz, them hit the switch niggaz
Niggaz bout the s*x and which bitch to hit next
While I'm kickin' my game and collectin' them checks
Got all y'all niggaz vexed to f**k this triple X rated hoe
You say you ain't eat it, you ate it though
And uhh, Roq don't stop, can't be droppin' no drawers
To the niggaz how you figure got you shittin' in yours
Yeah, little d**ks always runnin' they mouth
While a bitch is better off to masturbate and be out
All you bitches up in here know what I'm talkin' about
Get the loot, get the ice, f**k the wife, no doubt
Tryin' to live lavish, marry a big d**k and stay carried
Holla back at them niggaz that hollered at me
Pop the Cris', whip the six and shit
And have all y'all niggaz limp when I twist my shit
Yeah! Bitch a*s niggaz!