Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ecstacy, artist - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony.
Date of issue: 28.10.2013
Song language: English
Ecstacy |
What’s happenin nigga? |
Hell yeah, what’s up my nigga? |
Ain’t nothin just out here grindin, my nigga you know what it is |
What’s up nigga what you need? |
I need some weed |
Aw man, I don’t even fuck with the weed no mo' |
What? |
Aw hell naw, man I got this new shit, man |
This shit called ecstasy, man |
Ecstasy, what? |
Nigga this tha shit, man |
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the fuck? |
Nigga this shit will have you on the level |
With ya' female and everythang, nigga; |
look. |
Tsk, this nigga trippin |
I’mma give you one of these motherfucker’s |
Let you try this motherfucker out, man |
And I bet you be callin me tomorrow |
Talkin 'bout you wan’t some more of this shit |
Man, I’m tellin you, shit have you on the level |
Man, you need to put the weed down fuck wit this shit |
Boy, I’m tellin you, boy |
This nigga trippin |
This shit’ll have you on the level |
Fuck it, gimme one of them motherfuckers there, man |
Here, take that one and call me in the mornin, nigga |
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy, cause I’m floatin in ecstasy |
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy, cause I’m floatin in ecstasy |
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy, cause I’m floatin in ecstasy |
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy, cause I’m floatin in ecstasy |
As you can see I took the pill (I took the pill), right to the house |
Grabbed a shot of liquor and pop, pop, popped it in my mouth |
And I’m thinkin to my self that this might be a waste of my time |
Cause what if I don’t even get high |
Thirty minutes done came by, I didn’t even seem high |
Until I stood up and looked at the ceilin for some reason |
Now I’m tweakin, then I tried to walk but I was slow. |
I guess I’m floatin in ecstasy (just like the nigga told me) |
I feel so pillish pillish pillish, cause we floatin in ecstasy |
I feel so pillish pillish pillish, cause we floatin in ecstasy |
I feel so pillish pillish pillish, cause we floatin in ecstasy |
I feel so pillish pillish pillish, cause we floatin in ecstasy |
My name come alive, be told |
And I’m pokin in somethin, oh damn but it ain’t no joke |
Cut guards and red beans |
And for them niggas that follow me around for my mojo |
Feelin so see… cause I’m floatin in ecstasy (alright) |
Ahh, my nigga just call up the homey |
To hook us up on that liquid G |
And if these hoes don’t wanna see, they gotta check the spot quickly |
Im feelin way high, but I’m also feelin way low |
But damn I’m stuck in between |
Fuckin with broad boys and never get used |
Just help, just throw in a few more |
Diablos, nigga Flesh Bone so chill |
I’m feelin it hump through my body, feelin hot and exotic |
Feelin knocked out, feelin too sexy for my motherFUCKin self! |
Gotta find my bitch and fuck her ass to death! |
I feel so pillish pillish pillish, cause we floatin in ecstasy |
I feel so pillish pillish pillish, cause we floatin in ecstasy |
I feel so pillish pillish pillish, cause we floatin in ecstasy |
I feel so pillish pillish pillish, cause we floatin in ecstasy |
Whose my nigga that told me the level? |
I started to see the devil, nigga was floatin in ecstasy |
Shit, I took the pill, couldn’t feel nothin so I’m breakin |
But about thirty more minutes later, nigga was on the couch fainted |
Arms sweaty, man why in the fuck y’all let me do this? |
Im lookin at my homegirl like I want her, nigga this some new shit |
I realized, nigga took one step and started stumblin |
And I was tryin to call my nigga but he couldn’t hear me, so I guess I’m mumblin |
Fall off into somethin, but I guess I’m on a mission |
Tellin my niggas that I love 'em now but it ain’t nobody listenin |
Whistlin, hangin out tha window, need me some indo |
'till I let go, like, me silky fine-ine, ine |
Flown the expo, knock. |
knock, knock at the door |
But nigga was paranoid, so I grabbed my gun bucked it at the door |
Ooh-wee, shit happens, my family got me faded |
But I’m runnin a secret cous', cause a nigga can’t take it |
Shake it, if I can but I blend in with the killers |
And I wish E was here to feel pillish (pillish, pillish) |
I feel so violent, violent fuckin with that ecstasy (come roll with me) |
I feel so violent, violent fuckin with that ecstasy. |
I feel so violent, violent fuckin with that ecstasy (don't roll with me) |
I feel so violent, violent fuckin with that ecstasy. |
I’ve been smokin weed for a very long time, why should I change? |
And plus they say that ecstasy shit fucks up the brain (brain) |
Ah, why should I, just to get high, weed gets me high (weed gets me high) |
«Nigga try this here,» they said «better then that there» |
They say, «ya like it (ya like it)» so I tried it (I tried it) |
I thought the shit’ll have a nigga high and horny |
Im high, but I’m too high, I wanna hurt somebody |
Nigga you trippin, get a hold of that shit, and ride that high |
But I’m trippin, body moves, won’t nobody get hurt (hurt) |
Groanin, groanin, groanin and she ain’t even in the car |
Layzie won’t believe we high off the LSD |
Would ya' slow down, we ridin on the highway |
Get the wheel so I can go down on ya, I sever it on my own way |
(ahh) She reachin feelin so zigidy zigidy zigidy |
Got these bitches, fuckin them bitches |
Baby be peeled off, peelin on, movin slow |
And Bizzy be rock hard, tongue well and mean slow |
We in the club drunk, fucked up, and still rollin |
They know my pockets swollen, hold up, show them we rollin |
We rollin, rollin, rollin and rollin, rollin, rollin |
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy and we rollin on that ecstasy |
I feel so zigidy zigidy zigidy and we rollin on that ecstasy |
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and we rollin on that ecstasy, and we rollin on that ecstacy |
And we rollin on that ecstacy, and we rollin on that ecstacy |
Fuck it, gimmie a pill nigga |
… Oh shit, oh shit! |