Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Let's Get High , by - Dr. Dre. Release date: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Let's Get High |
| Talkin that, walkin that, spittin at hoes |
| Smokin this, drinkin that, hittin at hoes |
| Fuck this I’m hittin that I’m hittin em both |
| Have one ridin dick, 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 dick, 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 sex 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 ass out |
| Laid the bitch out, then I put it in her mouth |
| Pulled out, nutted on a towel and passed out |
| Come on let’s get high (hiiiiigh.) |
| let’s get high (hiiiiigh.) |
| Come on let’s get high (hiiiiigh.) |
| let’s get high, all my ladies |
| let’s get high (hiiiiigh.) |
| high (hiiiiigh.) |
| Let’s get high (hiiiiigh.) |
| 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 fuckin 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-ass Casey’s |
| Hit the party, ease up, Kurupt with an ounce an' |
| got all the hoes in this motherfucker bouncin |
| Down to. |
| YO WHATTUP SCRAM JONES? |
| Mel-Man what’s crackin? |
| Whassup wit all these ol’punk ass hoes in here? |
| Nigga WHUT??! |
| I’m a hustlin bitch! |
| I like them get rich niggaz, them hit the switch niggaz |
| Niggaz bout the sex and which bitch to hit next |
| while I’m kickin my game and collectin them checks |
| Got all y’all niggaz vexed to fuck 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 dicks 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, fuck the wife, no doubt |
| Tryin to live lavish, marry a big dick 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 ass niggaz! |