Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Be High

I'm damned if I do and if I don't
Holla f**k the world with my chest of smoke
I choke on my breakfast, the end of my
Say Dopehouse Records, Screwston,
The diamonds in my is cut like a princess
You can keep the Lexus, I got two Benzes
I'm in girlfriends' hot intestines
Cause I bought her two and some contact lenses
Got a in a bottle, hit the throttle in my carro
Click and clack my semi auto cause I'm trying to see
a condo for my top ho cause she working that taco
It's the top vato, twenty threes on the Tahoe
TV screens, margarita with street marines
Got love for the Crips, and Bloods, and Latin
If it means anything for all my G's
I'm in jail cause I forgot my ABC's
Another DWI, drunk and f**king
I'll be out before the motherf**king sun can the sky
call me young Thurston Howell the Third
And that's my
I'm a swang, I'm a
I'm a park and scrape the

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Why I'm not high does my life
Feel like missing something
I know I must be high
So I can function

I'm a use my wishes, I'm very superstitious
No matter I go I meet a bunch of horny bitches
a few bridges, feed a few pigeons
F**k em so good they wake up and wash
The food was delicious, bacon, eggs, and
No French and no hippopotamuses
I'm picky, if you strictly dickly, you get with me
As I Houston like the damn Whitney
I'm a get em I get em I loved em and I fed em
Lived in peace, I ain't gonna let em I see em I'm gonna wet
em
Shut em down like and the homie Ackavelie
Peace to Happareli and my John Freddy
My drink is thick as jelly, I love my shit
of us in this bitch and we gonna do them boys ugly
Ready for the rumble, leave em in a puddle
Y'all don't really want no with the lord of the jungle

I walks in the club, a grabbing on my
As the police officers down my click
They say my bandana breaks the dress
Every fine f**king I see is my ex ho
I'm hogging and I'm dogging and I'm crawling
me this my calling it's time to do you all in
Everybody jump jump, trip what what
Let my double barrel go barump-pa-pump-pum
Slangin slab motor up in no man's land
Burnin off in my "Smokey and the Bandit" Am
The rope around my neck is just dangling and
Sometime I smoke the rain, it get wetter a penguin
Aunt Jemima sipper, hoes like Jack
Peace to Big Dipper, what the my nigga
Hook Johnny Topy, it's Dopehouse living prosperous
I tip my waitress and she can't stop saying