High Times

[Intro]

Now who want what we got (sample from Finsta Bundy - Feel the High Pt II)

[Buckshot]

All you Toucan Sams follow your noses

Fuck around let's smoke some shit and die chokin'

Eyes still wide open

So I gotta close'em a little (what's that?)

Smoke on the doja a little

Hit Cali where that bomb bright green is lurkin'

But not so much and my head start hurtin' (damn!)

Pencil in my lead stop workin'

Never thought I'd get this high

But I'm not certain

So I roll another spliff

And I... hit licks... now I'm...

Nice & Smooth like Greg and I...

[Sean Price]

Ayyo this weed is bullshit

Feel like I'm decked in the grill

I shoulda chewed a Ecstasy pill with Stephanie Mills

White broads, mushrooms out in Beverly Hills

High post' gettin' hеad in the 'Ville

Yo, I'm on some iron Mikе Tyson Zoloft

Bustin' her toes off

Cop three plus some trees

How much do those cost

Cop a brick of some shit

That'll blow your fuckin' nose off

Sean Price a drug showoff, yo

[Chorus: Top Dog]

I'm feelin' high, so high

If you feel it then you're ready for the motion (sample from Finsta Bundy - Feel the High Pt II)

I'm feelin' high, so high

If you feel it then you're ready for the motion

I'm gettin' high, so high

If you feel it then you're ready for the motion

I'm feelin' high, so high

If you feel it then you're ready for the motion

[Buckshot]

I just left dread on the corner

Tell her meet me, have it, you know

You know I gotta have it to blow

Fuck it

Stay on the low but stay high too

Niggas talk shit but they high too

Slide with who

Fool, it's just me and my trees

This Panamanian Gold blows with ease

Deez muthafuckas don't think I smoke a lot of chocolat, please

In the parking lot

Stash from Dee

Smokin' like the whip on fire

See I'm comin' in a sweep I put the clips on tires

Then it's back to smokin'

Let's get it crackin' again

Words hit the paper

But this pen stabbin' ya men

For tryina lace my weed

Taste my weed

You gotta be fam

If not, taste them feez

[Chorus: Top Dog]

[Starang Wondah]

I was smokin' a Bob Marley (word up)

That's where I met Molly, B-X

Soon as I seen her I was thinkin' S-E-X

She peeped us when we hopped out of the GS (word up)

Smoke was everywhere, she high off of E-X (aha)

Tellin' Drew don't drink and drive

I said "What is this?" (come on)

Pass the Hennessey and mind ya business

Roll up a fat one and pass it around

We all high, we all drunk

Know how you get down (word up, ma)

And don't worry 'bout me lil' ma, I do this

And what about Drew, he got dough, he Jewish

[Buckshot]

I met a chickencluck, a hood slut

She cocoa-nuts (what up)

All she wanted was coke 'n nuts

I'm like ma, all you need is a toke of da ookie, (hey hey hey)

Huh, I ain't even fuckin' with you weed groupies

I smoke green like I seen Snoopy (what up, loc?)

And Doc Dre

My neighborhood weed gate be a block away

Tyson bricks chop away

Can't get knocked by the coppers

Or you get locked away

For more than two days (aha)

Roll lye 42 ways (aha)

Bitches like shorty, you craze'

It's all grave'

It's only the bud I crave

And I don't mean Bud Light

I mean that bud like Haze

[Outro: Top Dog]

Hey Rasta man, hey what you say

Give me some of that sensei

Hey Rasta man, hey what you say

Give me some of that sensei

Hey B.D. man, hey Mr Starang

Give me some of that sensei

Hey Rasta man, hey what you say

Give me some of that sensei

(Yo Sean P, don't lace my weed, son, for real)

I toke

No joke

You choke

I smoke