Music Makes Me High Songtext
von Lost Boyz
Music Makes Me High Songtext
But I′m sayin', kid
It′s only right to represent where I'm from
East Coast bottom line
But I represent, wherever I go
I'll be on the West Coast
We be getting′ high with the fellas who puff on the lye
For me, Lou, Spigg, and Tah
Everyday you know how we do (Woo!)
Brothers tryin′ to wreck the crew
We be havin' mad fun
Niggas known me from day one
Lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Violating, they would end up nameless
Yo Raff, ring the alarm
I know Spigg′s got my back
Freaky Tah spark the charm
Give a one-two, for my man Pretty Lou
As I bless the rest of my New York City, boo
As we continue to bring you the flav'
Representin′ LB, from the cradle to the grave
Now how's that, one time for your mind
But when I write down the line I give sight to the blind
I′m comin' through with my clique
Whatcha gon' do when shit gets thick?
Is you gonna start your runnin′ and hidin′?
Is you gonna start your slippin' and slidin′?
Man, I thought you had this game in the smash
How do it feel with real niggas in your ass?
Mr. Mr. Cheeks, Freaky Freaky Tah
Pretty Pretty Lou, Spiggy Spigg Nice, say
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by
Four, Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin′ by
Four, my Fam Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
Mr. Sexxx, hit me off with this drug called a track
Plug me in give me the sign to react on
Whoever comes in my path
To cut that ass in half; I make 'em feel the wrath
Yeah, yeah are there any volunteers
Down to lose their careers?
Yo, we feels no fears
Legal drug thugs comin′ through, that's the deal
Beyond 9-5 LB Fam keep it real
It's hard as cleats walkin′ on the fuckin′ streets
Po-nine walks beats
And even my wife Cheeks
So I gots to tally up and get it on
Get it on, word is born, word is on
Shit is on, shit is on
I must represent for my fam
Real niggas get rich and bitch niggas scram
Till the day that I die it's LB
From the year ′95 and true 'G′s
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by
Four, Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin′ by
Four, my Fam Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
To all of my, all my niggas doin' bids
To all of my shorties on their own raising kids
To all of my peoples who can't see that we made it
Niggas know the deal, on the real this is rated
Hit it to the left
Who′s the first one to get it to your mind and
State of shock when I hit it
Run up on niggas who be frontin′ and scamming
Hey yo, that's word to mine
Get that Guy′s for my Fam
Nobody wants in and nobody wants out
Smokin' trees, gettin′ 'G′s, that's what we's all about
Try to put it on for the year nine pound
I represent my town, show ′em how I get down
L-O-S-T to the B-O-Y-Z
Style flows on through four families
I′ma stay tree till the day that I die
Go with Pretty Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah (Word up)
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by
Four, Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin′ by
Four, my Fam Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by
Four, Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin′ by
Four, my Fam Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
Hey yo, gettin' high
New York is high
East Coast, y′all get high
West Coast, you get high
Now my man named Sexxx is high
Charles Suitt, he be high
To my man Big Tiz, he be high
Niggas on the lockdown be high
With niggas like this
Sweatin' up in the studio (So high, so high)
So high, Mr. Mr. Cheeks is high
Four is high
L-O-S-T-B-O-Y-Z, high
Niggas they be best don't try
High till the day I die
It′s only right to represent where I'm from
East Coast bottom line
But I represent, wherever I go
I'll be on the West Coast
We be getting′ high with the fellas who puff on the lye
For me, Lou, Spigg, and Tah
Everyday you know how we do (Woo!)
Brothers tryin′ to wreck the crew
We be havin' mad fun
Niggas known me from day one
Lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Violating, they would end up nameless
Yo Raff, ring the alarm
I know Spigg′s got my back
Freaky Tah spark the charm
Give a one-two, for my man Pretty Lou
As I bless the rest of my New York City, boo
As we continue to bring you the flav'
Representin′ LB, from the cradle to the grave
Now how's that, one time for your mind
But when I write down the line I give sight to the blind
I′m comin' through with my clique
Whatcha gon' do when shit gets thick?
Is you gonna start your runnin′ and hidin′?
Is you gonna start your slippin' and slidin′?
Man, I thought you had this game in the smash
How do it feel with real niggas in your ass?
Mr. Mr. Cheeks, Freaky Freaky Tah
Pretty Pretty Lou, Spiggy Spigg Nice, say
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by
Four, Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin′ by
Four, my Fam Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
Mr. Sexxx, hit me off with this drug called a track
Plug me in give me the sign to react on
Whoever comes in my path
To cut that ass in half; I make 'em feel the wrath
Yeah, yeah are there any volunteers
Down to lose their careers?
Yo, we feels no fears
Legal drug thugs comin′ through, that's the deal
Beyond 9-5 LB Fam keep it real
It's hard as cleats walkin′ on the fuckin′ streets
Po-nine walks beats
And even my wife Cheeks
So I gots to tally up and get it on
Get it on, word is born, word is on
Shit is on, shit is on
I must represent for my fam
Real niggas get rich and bitch niggas scram
Till the day that I die it's LB
From the year ′95 and true 'G′s
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by
Four, Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin′ by
Four, my Fam Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
To all of my, all my niggas doin' bids
To all of my shorties on their own raising kids
To all of my peoples who can't see that we made it
Niggas know the deal, on the real this is rated
Hit it to the left
Who′s the first one to get it to your mind and
State of shock when I hit it
Run up on niggas who be frontin′ and scamming
Hey yo, that's word to mine
Get that Guy′s for my Fam
Nobody wants in and nobody wants out
Smokin' trees, gettin′ 'G′s, that's what we's all about
Try to put it on for the year nine pound
I represent my town, show ′em how I get down
L-O-S-T to the B-O-Y-Z
Style flows on through four families
I′ma stay tree till the day that I die
Go with Pretty Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah (Word up)
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by
Four, Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin′ by
Four, my Fam Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by
Four, Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
One for the money
Two for the lye
Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin′ by
Four, my Fam Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah
Music makes me high
Hey yo, gettin' high
New York is high
East Coast, y′all get high
West Coast, you get high
Now my man named Sexxx is high
Charles Suitt, he be high
To my man Big Tiz, he be high
Niggas on the lockdown be high
With niggas like this
Sweatin' up in the studio (So high, so high)
So high, Mr. Mr. Cheeks is high
Four is high
L-O-S-T-B-O-Y-Z, high
Niggas they be best don't try
High till the day I die
Writer(s): Mr. Cheeks, Buttnaked Tim Dawg, Mr. Sex Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
