Paul Wall, Aqualeo - Sip-N-Get High lyrics

Give it up
You can't see what I see don't strain
You're focusin too hard
They say only I can tame
All I need is the fire
Sweet and sip purple lane
And then meet that boy
Fever Fever throw flames
Considerin that my competition are all lames
And this whole industry thang
Is just all games
My scope stays focused even at a far range
I see it all even if it's just a small change
Fever reppin the star state always
Home of the bald face and the Scarface
Home of the well known
"sippin the barre" craze
And if you roam the streets
You flippin on chrome blades
I gotta rep for my city cause
They act like the A


Try hard scissors sit the
Big 'llacs on skates
With the costumized plates and
The music real slow
Ain't no informants here
Green is the only hater we roll

Sure as I live, I know I'mma die
So I'mma sip every day and get high
La da la da da da dah, la da la da da da dah
So you better get yours, cause I'mma get mine
I'mma get you for yours when
I'm out gettin mine
La da la da da da dah, la da la da da da dah

Swishahouse, Paul Wall, Aqualeo
I'm comin straight up out the city
Of grain grippers and drank sippers
Candy paint drippin off the frame
When we lane switchin we ease dressed
Buyin doja and then that purple stuff
Flippin the six-ten
Luke gone off that puff puff
I'm from the home of the
Screw tapes that chop-chop
Rear ends that trunk pop and lil'
Mommas that tend to bop
But, I don't blame 'em if you broke, you lazy
Cause one way or another I'mma get mine baby
That boy Fever got Patron
M price just got the dro'
Gon' pop the seal open in this po' fo' po'
I'm sippin on that Texas tea, that oil
That drank big bank take lil' bank in the
Home of the candy paint
It's the Swishahouse, Paul Wall, Aqualeo
Sittin sideways, still tippin on them 84's
I'm in the slab slidin off like a hockey puck
Trunk pop swingin with a full white cup

Sure as I live, I know I'mma die
So I'mma sip every day and get high
La da la da da da dah, la da la da da da dah
So you better get yours, cause I'mma get mine
I'mma get you for yours when
I'm out gettin mine
La da la da da da dah, la da la da da da dah

In this game of life, I roll a fat
Gettin high as I pray thankin the lord
I'm blessed to see this sky today
Smoke blows in the wind
As I fill up blowin the breeze
I'm blowin a twin excellin
Feelin high off the trees the sun is shinin
And the girlies are lookin so good
Flossin the chrome
You know a player stays grippin wood
I love this season
Cause, I stay squeezin on Daisy Dukes
And I'm smokin and drinkin so much
That it makes me puke
Me and people Las Vegas high boppin on Maze
Listening to "Happy Feelings" while
Callin the days
Anyways upgradin the stress to purple haze
Speakin of purple stuff
My city's gone on the purple craze
Now I'm feelin lovely
Cause the women they love me
Kiss me and hug me
While the haters grill me and mug me
Plots to slug me
But the hatin and killin won't budge me
Life of a thug B off 'Pac
"Only God Can Judge Me"

Sure as I live, I know I'mma die
So I'mma sip every day and get high
La da la da da da dah, la da la da da da dah
So you better get yours, cause I'mma get mine
I'mma get you for yours when
I'm out gettin mine
La da la da da da dah, la da la da da da dah

If you wanna go where I gone
Then you would have to be where I've been
Have to see what I saw
Have to feel what I felt within

Sure as I live, I know I'mma die
So I'mma sip every day and get high
La da la da da da dah, la da la da da da dah
So you better get yours, cause I'mma get mine
I'mma get you for yours when
I'm out gettin mine
La da la da da da dah, la da la da da da dah