So High - Trick Daddy, 8Ball, Trey Songz

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-I-A, 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 1.5'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