Ray J - Good Times lyrics

[Redman] k**a House Brick City Style P When Funk Doc start takin' the drag It's like who in the hell left this apron to lad Broken gla** I'm swinging harder then cash is swung The only kid with a Velcro, fabric thump Neva! dropin' the blunt 2 for fine rollin' 89 in the bricks is 15 and growin' k**a House fan, you know what it mean It mean your sifa ain't f**in' wit the lord of the ring Diggy! I pack your pipe wit nothin' but bomb It roll on, like the Power Stripe under your arm Oh Lord, involge Ma**ive indo, I'm breakin' the dress code I ain't rockin' kinda-gos I just came to get high with Styles Like my, block D with wider vowels I'm talking about A, E, I, O, U, my sk**s already have n***as 'prest f** an interview [HOOK] "I get high - high - high - high" (Every day) "I get high - high - high - high" (Every night) "I get HIGH on your memory, HIGH on your memory" (All the time) "HIGH on your memory..." (Every day) "I get high - high - high - high" (Every night) "I get high - high - high - high" (All the time) "I get high - high - high - high" (*laughing*) "High-ighhhhhhh..." [Styles] I'ma blow it if it's sticky kid (what up!) I smoke manage jars full a green like Biggy did My pens my sagare My bars be serious You can't f** wit me dawg, point blank period I get high and holusenate A pound cast 6 in New York But its half in Miami n***a move your wait My dimes be 1 point O's, 20's be 2 point 2's Bring a snack and some fruit punch too And you know I [*inhaling smoke*] the purple stuff I'm so high I can piss on a cloud And make a bird look up Smokin' haze in the Hummer wile the bird look up Gettin' high wit the hammer so the bird shook up I get high like Doc and Meth And "Let the Monkeys Out" So I can "Bring the Pain" wile I pop ya chest It's D block when the basters repin' (D block) All I need is a lighter and some haze with a master collection What [HOOK] [Method Man] Okay Who ya know smoke more Earth then Tical Hit up a weed spot Then off to the D block to smoke it wit Styles I Fight my way up out the D-Tox Who smoke a slip But he dont need block (?) and cumulus clouds Pull up your Rebox This kid is goin' - mad, rapper like D-Doc I got trees, but I'm tryin' to smoke a little he got If not these n***as then who (Son tell me who) Burn a leaf and get it Hot in Herre, like Nelly do I get high, like Mary J. is all I need to get by Stay red eye No need to get fly I get rush (RUSH) when I'm rollin' 'em up The other day I saw sonz in the theater Kids was throwin' 'em up I get high, high, high Every day I get high Yeah I get high, high, high And every night I get high Yeah I get high, high, high Mr. Meth I get high Yeah (Yeah) yeah I get high, high, high With Styles P. I get High-ighhhhhhh [HOOK] [Styles] I am the Ghost Flow with me (*laughs*)