Lyrical Breakdown of Weed Is Got Me High - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how Three 6 Mafia weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Weed Is Got Me High" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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This weed is got me high
So high, so high
This bud is got me high
So high, so high
This weed is got me high
So high, so high
This bud is got me high
So high, so high
This weed is got me high
So high, so high
This bud is got me high
So high, so high
This weed is got me high
So high, so high
This bud is got me high
So high, so high
Mesmorized by the motherfuckin'
Ya'll niggas who didn't get high
Like the dirty Three 6 Mafia
We smokers there to chain
Give a shot of that cocaine to the brain
Gotta get high, gotta get high
To a motherfuckin' that especially
Don't hear me but I can keep
A smile on my drugs
And you cheap ass thugs
You hoes don't feel me
Watcha got down in your trunk
Nothin' but leaves and bags of weed
Somethin' to keep you off your feet
Make you crawl around on knees
If you slang a, then grab a pound
If you a smoker, fool don't get wild
Are you fucked up, so what?
What's up? Sip on some beer
And black and mild
I'm so high, all I smell like smoke
Yeah that motherfuckin' green
Yeah that got damn dope
You be hopin', when you see me
I'm gon' roll you some
But ain't gon' roll none
I'm smokin' on some blunts
Bigger than some of you
Rappers royalty checks
Never be mistaken
I'm the lady that be like
Quick to get up in your shit
Freaky when I'm high, that's the plan
Now understand my nig
Fuckin' move your man
'Cause his ass wanna get with this
Out of the scarecrow
The substance I obtain
Dibe got get me feelin' strange and crazy
I'm smokin' on this doja
Got me stumblin', feelin' lazy
I'm staring at some shit that got me dazin'
Amazing, got plenty of drugs left
And then you know
I'm stayin' blunted
Stayin' numb, shit faced
Chee-cheef hit them killas
The swishers, nigga wit that deep pull
So deep that I cannot remember
And if you really wanna ride with the
Three 6 mafia
It's no lie you'll get high