Trick Daddy, Trey Songz, 8Ball - So High lyrics
[Trick Daddy, Trey Songz, 8Ball - So High lyrics]
Trick Daddy Dollaz eightball, Trey Songz
We high good evenin' ladies and gentleman
This is your captain speakin' to ya
I'd like to welcome all of
You aboard my flight
A flight that's promised to take you high
Way high up in the sky so get out ya blunts
Ya Dutchmasters and ya Backwoods
And I'll turn ya seatbelt signs off
I only smoke the best bud
Jamaica and Bahamas got the best herb
Yes sir i could smoke, toke after toke
Won't give a triple choke and
It won't hurt my throat, nope
Chinky eyed
Just ridin' and vibin' on that real fire
Be high for two, three hours
And I'm cool with A-I, but hey
I ain't too much into Phillie's but split
A Dutch and I'll re-fill it
And I ain't friendly, so nope
Ya can't hit it i smoke good trees
Your collard greens full of reefer seeds
You use too many chemicals
Too much added stuff, fool
It ain't real kush one joint of that G-14
Will have you higher than
Your highest dreams, just floatin'
Not knowin' if you're comin' or goin'
But when it's partly cloudy
Be prepared for the storm and get high
Roll up and feel the vibe, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Inhale, deep inside, exhale, we so high
Roll up and feel the vibe, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Inhale, deep inside, exhale, we so high
High, high, high
Deep inside, high, we so high
High, deep inside, high, we so high
High, feel the vibe, high, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Roll a Cigarillo, fire it up and hit it
Feels so good man
It's hard for me to quit it
M-IA, land of the palm trees
T double D came through with the bomb trees
And when a nigga inhale this
I had to put my shades on, get behind tint
In the clouds, lookin' down on the ground
Eightball, big black playa from the mound
Remember when, I used to have them dime-sacks
Lil ma circle by my house with the weed trap
Now my Zip-Lock's be full of bubble-kush
Spark it like a broad's bush
When she's on douche
Fruit cocktail, you could tell by the smell
Burn one, let the whole club know I'm here
Let's fly tonight
Come ride with your boy and get high tonight
Feel the vibe ain't nothin' like bein' able
To smoke-smoke good-good
Enjoy the ride, deep inside
And be way up here in the air we so high
Away from all the troubles feel the vibe
And problems that's goin' on down
There in the real world enjoy the ride
Oh, it feel good, don't it?
Deep inside, we so high
Roll up and feel the vibe, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Inhale, deep inside, exhale, we so high
Roll up and feel the vibe, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Inhale, deep inside, exhale, we so high
The only people I know, who don't smoke
Is Jesus, C-O, and my last P-O
Yo, but I ain't on papers no more
Ain't gotta creep and sneak
At least not to blow
I spent my first two years gettin' high
By smokin' dollar joints rolled outta 15's
That was 'round '84, '85
Smoke all week for the dimes, now nigga
That's live visine to help clear my eyes
Sprayed cologne on
When it was time for me to go home
I been doin' this for twenty years
Ain't never seen or heard one
Man that weed done killed
So just chill, take a puff here, there
To bring ya down a lil' off ya pills
After that, go and eat'cha a meal
But, you gon' have to bathe ya ass
To get the smell out your hair, yeah
Roll up and feel the vibe, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Inhale, deep inside, exhale, we so high
Roll up and feel the vibe, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Inhale, deep inside, exhale, we so high
Sad enough, yours truly
The booger man himself
'Bout to take you all across the world
Take ya everywhere with the electric chair
Gon' let you see anythin' with the wind
But then again
You'll never get high like this again
Come again my friends
We high good evenin' ladies and gentleman
This is your captain speakin' to ya
I'd like to welcome all of
You aboard my flight
A flight that's promised to take you high
Way high up in the sky so get out ya blunts
Ya Dutchmasters and ya Backwoods
And I'll turn ya seatbelt signs off
I only smoke the best bud
Jamaica and Bahamas got the best herb
Yes sir i could smoke, toke after toke
Won't give a triple choke and
It won't hurt my throat, nope
Chinky eyed
Just ridin' and vibin' on that real fire
Be high for two, three hours
And I'm cool with A-I, but hey
I ain't too much into Phillie's but split
A Dutch and I'll re-fill it
And I ain't friendly, so nope
Ya can't hit it i smoke good trees
Your collard greens full of reefer seeds
You use too many chemicals
Too much added stuff, fool
It ain't real kush one joint of that G-14
Will have you higher than
Your highest dreams, just floatin'
Not knowin' if you're comin' or goin'
But when it's partly cloudy
Be prepared for the storm and get high
Roll up and feel the vibe, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Inhale, deep inside, exhale, we so high
Roll up and feel the vibe, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Inhale, deep inside, exhale, we so high
High, high, high
Deep inside, high, we so high
High, deep inside, high, we so high
High, feel the vibe, high, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Roll a Cigarillo, fire it up and hit it
Feels so good man
It's hard for me to quit it
M-IA, land of the palm trees
T double D came through with the bomb trees
And when a nigga inhale this
I had to put my shades on, get behind tint
In the clouds, lookin' down on the ground
Eightball, big black playa from the mound
Remember when, I used to have them dime-sacks
Lil ma circle by my house with the weed trap
Now my Zip-Lock's be full of bubble-kush
Spark it like a broad's bush
When she's on douche
Fruit cocktail, you could tell by the smell
Burn one, let the whole club know I'm here
Let's fly tonight
Come ride with your boy and get high tonight
Feel the vibe ain't nothin' like bein' able
To smoke-smoke good-good
Enjoy the ride, deep inside
And be way up here in the air we so high
Away from all the troubles feel the vibe
And problems that's goin' on down
There in the real world enjoy the ride
Oh, it feel good, don't it?
Deep inside, we so high
Roll up and feel the vibe, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Inhale, deep inside, exhale, we so high
Roll up and feel the vibe, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Inhale, deep inside, exhale, we so high
The only people I know, who don't smoke
Is Jesus, C-O, and my last P-O
Yo, but I ain't on papers no more
Ain't gotta creep and sneak
At least not to blow
I spent my first two years gettin' high
By smokin' dollar joints rolled outta 15's
That was 'round '84, '85
Smoke all week for the dimes, now nigga
That's live visine to help clear my eyes
Sprayed cologne on
When it was time for me to go home
I been doin' this for twenty years
Ain't never seen or heard one
Man that weed done killed
So just chill, take a puff here, there
To bring ya down a lil' off ya pills
After that, go and eat'cha a meal
But, you gon' have to bathe ya ass
To get the smell out your hair, yeah
Roll up and feel the vibe, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Inhale, deep inside, exhale, we so high
Roll up and feel the vibe, lay back
Enjoy the ride
Inhale, deep inside, exhale, we so high
Sad enough, yours truly
The booger man himself
'Bout to take you all across the world
Take ya everywhere with the electric chair
Gon' let you see anythin' with the wind
But then again
You'll never get high like this again
Come again my friends