Chris Brown, Lil Wayne, Tyga, Wiz Khalifa, The Game - Celebration lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Chris Brown, Lil Wayne, Tyga, Wiz Khalifa, The Game - Celebration lyrics]
Get high, get high, get high, get high
Get high
Westside, westside, westside, westside
Westside
We havin' a celebration, let us stay high
We havin' a celebration, let us stay high
We havin' a celebration, let us stay high
We havin' a celebration, let us stay high
Nigga blowing on that ayo
Breakin' down them trees
I'm out the door with dro on the keys
Scooping 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
Cause they roll on us, let's twerk
Now we hotboxin' that Ghost
Ace all in that do'
Ray Bans in my face
Never know when my eyes low
Smoke good, fuck good, eat good, steakcap
She said backwoods, kill swishers
You eat take out
Yeah, but I love fucking them redbones
She country thick and that hair
Long, that pussy killer
She dead wrong
She went to Howard, her head
Strong, her mamma tall
So her legs long
She went to college and got her masters
Now she bringing 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
It's a celebration
All on the pole they doing the dance
Anticipating I'm feeling your body
Hoping that you would just give me a chance
God damn babe
Just hold your glass up for this toast
My ca$h 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 bloooown no cigarillo, rillo
Love when I'm Mellow
Get on my level 101 Karats in my bezel
I'm ooooon
Like soon as the ice cream
Truck at the ghetto
Little knucklehead always in trouble soon as
I ask shawty her number
Fashooooooo
Yeah I get it then I gone
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 thooooong
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
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 taking pay cuts
Man somebody tell them hoes
It's a celebration
All my niggas got guns no registration
Now gone 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
Rollin' and chokin' and
Movin' slow motion
I'm floatin' I'm gone
Get high
Westside, westside, westside, westside
Westside
We havin' a celebration, let us stay high
We havin' a celebration, let us stay high
We havin' a celebration, let us stay high
We havin' a celebration, let us stay high
Nigga blowing on that ayo
Breakin' down them trees
I'm out the door with dro on the keys
Scooping 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
Cause they roll on us, let's twerk
Now we hotboxin' that Ghost
Ace all in that do'
Ray Bans in my face
Never know when my eyes low
Smoke good, fuck good, eat good, steakcap
She said backwoods, kill swishers
You eat take out
Yeah, but I love fucking them redbones
She country thick and that hair
Long, that pussy killer
She dead wrong
She went to Howard, her head
Strong, her mamma tall
So her legs long
She went to college and got her masters
Now she bringing 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
It's a celebration
All on the pole they doing the dance
Anticipating I'm feeling your body
Hoping that you would just give me a chance
God damn babe
Just hold your glass up for this toast
My ca$h 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 bloooown no cigarillo, rillo
Love when I'm Mellow
Get on my level 101 Karats in my bezel
I'm ooooon
Like soon as the ice cream
Truck at the ghetto
Little knucklehead always in trouble soon as
I ask shawty her number
Fashooooooo
Yeah I get it then I gone
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 thooooong
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
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 taking pay cuts
Man somebody tell them hoes
It's a celebration
All my niggas got guns no registration
Now gone 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
Rollin' and chokin' and
Movin' slow motion
I'm floatin' I'm gone