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redman method man - how high (remix) lyrics

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i, i get so high
yo ladies and gentlemen we got toni braxton up in the house
so high that i can kiss the sky b-tch
we live up in here y’all, let’s get high
motherf-cker get high

high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)

tical sh-ttin again, spittin to win
load they guns clip in the end none sicker than him
yes indeed, i’m ill as any std’s or s-x disease
these dirty rats want extra cheese
on that piece of the pie now ask me how high
until ya reach for the sky blame the crooked letter i
that’s my home, 23’s wrapped in chrome
not only snap on y’all n-gg-s but i’ll snap dem bones
slap your dome, make you leave that crack alone
you got the, key to the city but the latch is on
i got’s it locked, bringin the noise bringin the funk doctor spock
bringin my boys bringin you lungs
pop the glock but only if you feel this sh-t
jack the ripper, don’t make me have to kill this b-tch
back to get’cha put it in check that’s the lishdawg
with his wood on your neck, shut your lips up

i, i get so high (smoke cheeba cheeba smoke cheeba cheeba)
i, can touch the sky (you so high that i can kiss the sky sky)
i, i get, so high (brick city and the crooked letter i)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)

you can, call on the man when the party is borin
i’ll have these hoes strippin till it’s part of the mornin
i love a fat chick with a body enormous
it ain’t about the weight yo it’s how they performin
my dash is 180, my weed half a pound
with the smoke in the air my nose like b-sset hounds
i don’t stash the draw, n-gg- divide
i’m that n-gg- that ride with trigga to give a supply
high, is how i stay all the time
n-gg-s close your doors)
yo b-tches shut all your blinds
if i’m, hard to find take two puffs and p-ss
i’d stay back but my benz moved up a cl-ss
it’s dock and meth the format is real sickenin
contagious, we out for mista biggs women
you better shut your trap when my dogs around
we p-ssin on fire hydrents, so walk around b-tch

i, i get so high (smoke cheeba cheeba smoke cheeba cheeba)
i, can touch the sky (you so high that i can kiss the sky sky)
i, i get, so high (brick city and the crooked letter i)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)

mista method man puttin in work foot in the dirt
like it’s all good roll thru your hood pushin a hearst
i wish y’all would, come aruond like clint eastwood
as if your, reppin your hood in my neck of the woods
street gorillas in the pj’s, grimy b-tch
i wear the same sh-t for 3 days, find me lit
blunt sparks like felipe f-ck the he say she say
yo shut the mic on plus the dj

yo, call me the bob backlin i’ll break backs on hoes
who look like toni braxton, come run with these boney masked men
i’m out the gutter, i’m to send your baby mother 4 rubbers
we f-ckin tonight, b-tches wanna croud around i’m coughin the mic
i’m a gorilla, leave a banana stuck in your pipe
cause i’m a real block winner, the doc inna
b-tch one of my b-lls bigger than the epcot center

i, i get so high (smoke cheeba cheeba smoke cheeba cheeba)
i, can touch the sky (you so high that i can kiss the sky sky)
i, i get, so high (brick city and the crooked letter i)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)

i, i get so high (smoke cheeba cheeba smoke cheeba cheeba)
i, can touch the sky (you so high that i can kiss the sky sky)
i, i get, so high (brick city and the crooked letter i)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)
high (let’s get)



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