Styles P - Good Times (I Get High) lyrics

{*sample from: "I Get High (On Your Memory)" by Freda Payne*} "I get high, I get high, I get high, I get high I get high, I get high, I get high, I get high I get HIGH on your memory, HIGH on your memory HIGH on your memory..." "I get high - high - high - high" (Every day) "I get high - high - high - high" (Every night) "I get high - high - high - high" (All the time) "High-ighhhhhhh..." (*laughing*) [Verse One] Everyday I need an ounce and a half S.P.; the only flower that you know, with a bounce in a half Listen kid, I need a mountain of cash So I could roll up, hop in the whip and like, bounce to the ave I get, high cause I'm in the hood, the guns is around It take a blunt, just to ease the pain that humbled me now (whew) And I'd rather roll somethin up; cause if I'm sober dawg I just might flip, grab my guns and hold somethin up I get high as a kite; I'm in the zone all alone Motherf**er case I'm dyin tonight (it happen tonight) So I roll 'em up, back to back, fat as I could (uh-huh) You got beef with Styles P, I come to splatter the hood [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..." [Verse Two] Aiyyo I smoke like a chim-in-ney {*inhaling*} Matter fact I, smoke like a gun, when a k**er see his enemy I smoke like Bob Marley did; add to that That I smoke like the hippies did, back in the 70's Spit with the finishin touch - get this, that I'mma finish you before I finish the dutch I get high like the birds and the planes I get high when, bullets hit faces after words exchanged I get a rush, off the blood on the walls, you understand? Like the, M-5 pedal, when it's touchin the floor I get high cause f** it, what's better to do? And I'mma never give a f** (that's right) cause I'm better than you [Hook] [Verse Three] I'mma smoke 'til my lungs collapse; I'm from a era where n***as cause terror over guns and crack Where a doller bill is powerful; I smoke weed cause Time seem precious, and I, know what a hour do (I know dat) High for a livin, gots ta, ride for a livin With my, real gangsta n***as that'll die for a livin (die my n***as) sh** I get as high as I could; cause if you see things Like I see things, that I'mma die in the hood (right there) Motherf**er understand it's full service to you I don't smoke the weed if it ain't, purple or blue And you could name any rapper, if you want he could die (anybody) This is S.P., dump it in you b**h, I get high [Outro] "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" (I am the Ghost) "I get high - high - high - high" (Float with me) "I get HIGH on your memory, HIGH on your memory I get HIGH on your memory" (I get high like birds to planes) "I get HIGH on your memory, HIGH on your memory" I get HIGH on your memory" (I get high like, smokin dubs to the head) "I get high - high - high - high" "High-ighhhhhhh..."