Bas - Highs / Illegal in America lyrics

Part I: Highs [Verse 1] Strange highs, no day jobs, new address Old vice, new temptress Settle down one day this is practice Where every coach is a model or an actress Fiend I just wanna meet some lawyer b**hes f** that, I just wanna meet some loyal b**hes So like Christmas Eve I just toy with b**hes Got hoes on beans like they Goya b**hes I, Minnesota b**hes Destroy the bridges But you won't see my shoes wet What you sayin ain't paid my due yet? Well, f** boi I be on the road still puttin work in the Duet f** n***a, can you hear it? Me and your b**h gon sing a duet ( La- La- La- La) No hero to them hoagies Cause hoes get loose like bogies If my n***a ask for it he could have her, I could only have two left Broads all look from afar see the same view Could accept who you are till they change you Can't lose what you ain't choose As far as I see it [Hook] Ironic, I was just lookin for a lighter but I found you now lets go And f** the night up ( the night up, the night up) Lets go and f** the night up ( the night up, the night up) Lets go and f** the night up Ironic, I was just lookin for a lighter but I found you now lets go And f** the night up ( the night up, the night up) Lets go and f** the night up ( the night up, the night up) Lets go and f** the night up Part II: "Illegal In America" (Excerpt) [Interlude] What we about to get into? Stuff that's illegal in America, but legal here A bunch of weed smoking and b**hes b**hes! Embarra**ing the family name