Lyric What Gets Me High

Well, freedom of expression and elation is my state
True, true, I m a lucky boy but I don t believe in fate
Cause I m simply, standing strongly on the shoulders of giants
And hoping they d be proud if they were in the audience
When the lights go out my adrenaline starts pumping
The music kick up and crowd starts jumping
All the lovely honey s getting down to Stuhbystyle
Is what gets me high, it s what gets me high
If you don t know what gets you high, pimp out motherfucker
Let me take you for a ride, but you might not end up where you started from
So think twice before you take my advice
Pimpin in Tommy s Jeep bumping to my 311
Yo, I get a page 5447
He says Cockboy s Caddy ain t starting for a week
So I m gonna get a ride with a 420 Geek
I says come over about 10 O clock
Cause I got to go reinvest in some green stock, shocked!
Well, that s the shit that keeps my pocket getting fatter
It s what gets me high and nothing else matters
It s a bit of the air in the night that always gets me high
Thinking, I might given the right opportunity I
In the basement cool, we don t care
If the Sublime s spinning on the record player
I want an O E 40 800 Ice
Chilling in the fridge so cool and nice
Bringing the dough, dropping the flow, cause the scale won t lie
It s what gets me high, it s what gets me high
Oh, I m in ecstasy
Life s easier with a 40, but please don t follow me
Oh, I m in ecstasy
A girl can get you higher than any drug do you agree
Oh, I m in ecstasy
So proud that I m smiling, didn t turn out like daddy
Oh, I m in ecstasy
Sex in Carson s dressing room, holding on to memories
I m not gonna say I m sorry…