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Lucky Boys Confusion

What Gets Me High

 

What Gets Me High

(álbum: Growing Out Of It - 1998)


(Here we go!)
Ooh
(Yeah! Lucky Boys Confusion)
So, what gets you high?

[Stubhy Pandav:]
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 (Boom!)
When the lights go out, my adrenaline starts pumping
The lyrics kick up and crowd starts jumping
All the lovely honey's getting down to Stubhy-style
Is what gets me high, and don't ask why

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
(So Stubhy, what gets you high?)

Pimping in Tommy's Jeep bumping to my 311
Yo, I get a page five-double-four-seven
He says Cockboy's Caddy ain't starting for a week
So I'm gonna get a ride with the 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

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
(Yo Adam, what gets you high?)

[Adam Krier:]
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

[Stubhy Pandav:]
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
And first before you lend the hype [?]

Lucky Boys Confusion, now, we don't stop
Gonna rock the prop until we all drop
Lucky Boys Confusion, now, we don't stop
Gonna rock the prop until we all drop
Lucky Boys Confusion, now, we don't stop
Gonna rock the prop until we all drop
Lucky Boys Confusion, Lucky Boys Confusion, now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Not at all, not at all
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Not at all, not at all
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Not at all, not at all
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No-o-o
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Not at all, not at all
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No-o-o

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
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
I'm not gonna say I'm sorry
Ooh, ooh

feito

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