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Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high
Westside, westside, westside, westside, westside
Young Mula baby
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
Nigga blowing on that ayo, breakin' down them trees
I'm out the door with dro and the keys
Scoopin' up Chris and I'm hitting the freeway
Yeah, got a whole zip of that purp
Got a couple hoes home with no clothes on
Get they roll on, let's twerk
Now we hotboxin' that Ghost, Ace all in that Ghost
Ray Bans in my face, never know when my eyes low
Smoke good, fuck good, eat good, steakhouse
She said backwoods, kill swishers, you eat take out
Yeah, but I love fuckin' them redbones
She country thick and that hair long, that pussy killer, she dead wrong
She went to Howard, her head strong
Her momma tall, so her legs long
She went to college and got her masters
Now she bringin' that bread home
Roll up
Put the purp' in the blunt
Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high
Put the purp' in the blunt
Westside, westside, westside, westside, westside
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Yeah)
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Woah, oh)
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Stay high)
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Oh)
It's a celebration, all on the pole they doin' the dance
Anticipatin' I'm feelin' your body
Hopin' that you would just give me a chance
Goddamn babe, just hold your glass up for this toast
My cash up and yo' ass up, and I'm the one tippin' the most
Tonight, on the westside
And if you wanna roll, have the best fuckin' night of your life
No lie, no lie
Me and you together, girl, I'm celebratin' you tonight
Uh, yeah, I'm blown, no cigarillo, rillo
Love when I'm Mellow, get on my level 101 Karats in my bezel
I'm on, like soon as the ice cream truck at the ghetto
Little knucklehead always in trouble soon as I ask shawty her number
Fo' sho
Yeah, I get it, then I bone, then I hit it like bone, bone
Now you fucking up my zone, my zone, my zone
Said she wait when daddy come home
Told me she ain't got nothing on
I'm talkin' no th-thong, thong, thong
Yeah, she throwin' that ass back
Hard as a bat, sit on my lap
Fucking with me, ain't nothing better than that
That's a fact, that's a fact
Don't act hollywood 'cause I don't act
'Bout my business but I don't slack
This my celebration rap, so
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Yeah)
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
Uh, I pour up for Pimp C, light up for Soulja Slim
Straight out the gutter, with the rest of the bowlin' pins
Money for days, bitches go both ways
On the road to riches, bitch I got road rage
Got the kush in the swisher, got the pussy, the liquor
Got a silencer on the gun, take it off like a stripper
Yeah, wake up, wake up, I'm goin' at your face make up
These niggas need stitches 'cause they takin' pay cuts
Man somebody tell them hoes it's a celebration
All my niggas got guns no registration, yeah
Now go an' light that weed up, I'm Trukfit tee'd up
Hoes down, B's up
Rollin' and chokin' and movin' slow motion, I'm floatin' I'm gone
Put the purp' in the blunt
Rollin' and chokin' and movin' slow motion, I'm floatin' I'm gone
Put the purp' in the blunt (Young Mula, baby)
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Yeah)
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Woah, oh)
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Woo, hoo)
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Stay high)
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high (Oh)