Ol' Dirty Bastard - Gettin' High lyrics

(feat. Brooklyn Zu, La the Darkman, Rayson) [Intro: Rayson, Zu Keeper] Aiyyo, what's up n***a? Roll up that sh**. Yo, where you comin' from, n***a? The f** you talkin' 'bout? I'm comin' from Franklin. n***a, Brooklyn Zu. Yo, I got a badge. You got a badge? n***a, just give me $5. A'ight. You know I'm sayin', du'? Word up. Now which one of you n***az really got dough? None o' us. Yo, yo, yo. [Chorus: Rayson] We some GQ, get fresh, lamp a lot n***az Lettin' all the world know, we be gettin' high [repeat 3x] [12 O'Clock] What's up, n***a? Look how you strong, workin' 'em off Got that hoe-a** b**h tellin' you you ain't worth it no more She f**in' while you on tour, the n***a next door Y'all even played basketball, should've punched ya in ya jaw Now n***a need to stay on tour, 10 g's is worth more She's a chickenhead who*e, tryin' to score I knew a b**h like that before, named Mo' What a mink in the snow, a rink on the toe 12 O'Clock know, a b**h never want a b**h b**h! [La the Darkman] Yo 12, this b**h Sky livin' in Bed-stuy Used to be a hon' until she started gettin' high The high school prom queen, now she prom fiend Her man was 85, so he sold her a dream Told her he was rich, so she s**ed his dick Swallowed all his cum and she didn't even spit s**in' him off in the whip, he loved that b**h He loved that b**h.. he loved that b**h [Chorus: repeat 3x] [Shorty sh** Stain] I know this n***a on the Hill who got mad mils Some ma**es, got credit cards, I mean this n***a got big bills Well, anyway, I'ma sick him Cuz his girl Dawn put me on to the whole ? She say he don't be home to caress her So I undressed her and made her feel better He got the safe in the basement under the cemented floor So what more, could you ask for? [Outro: Zu Keeper] Producer. Representer. RZA. 12 O'Clock. Rayson. Zu Keeper. Shorty sh** Stain. Yo... yeah. One time.