Styles P - I'm High lyrics

[Intro] Yeah man, I'll smoke wit'chu, y'knahmsayin? I'm sayin it ain't nuttin y'knahmsayin Ain't sh** to me y'knahmsayin it's just like I don't be wantin to get high Cause that sh** be lookin like it be havin n***as y'knahmsayin? That right there, believe it all, ha ha ha, yeah y'all Nah man I, I mean, think it's gettin tired though, no joke f'real What you got on, you got a Swisher? Or, that's a Philly or what? Oh that's a Swisher okay I mean y'know Y'know n***as rap about Swishers and sh** They don't believe in at all, ha ha ha ha Cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-ch'all {*laughing fast*} y'knahmsayin? I hit it man, roll it and... oh you got one? Aight Let me hit that sh** man [Styles P] You can knock, on my door but ain't, nobody home I might be there, but I'm gone cause I'm stuck off a zone I'm "Half Baked" like the guy on the couch, I don't get high I'm a grouch So I puff, on my line and be out I call my road dog, pick me up with weed, let's hit the road dawg You blew it with a hood rat, the f** you break the code for? God damn I think that I'm high, too much haze But I, see my ghost pa** within the blink of a eye And them ghetto n***as, know how it feel I smoke more than a buildin on fire roll more than the wheel I get stuck like a car in the mud, and blow my greens out And call my n***a T-Pain to borrow some buds And then choke, 'til I think I'mma cry, or I think I'mma die Nah dawg, I just think that I'm high, shhh [T-Pain] See I ain't ever smoked befo' So I'mma take two hits and I'mma blowwww my mind away I never thought I'd be gettin high today-ay-hey-ayy Now it's on me again so I take another pull - hooooo! We in the Cadillac, floatin like the ocean Suddenly everything was movin in slow motion So I take another hit, and try to relax I'm beatin on my chest, CJ beatin on my back Somebody help me I think I'm 'bout to die But I got it, I got it, WHOA~! So I pa**ed the blunt, it came right back to me But I know that this smoke is still runnin through me I don't think I'mma ever open my eyes My homeboy said why? And I said cause [Hook] I'm high-iiiiiiigh-iiiiiiiiiigh Dawg I think that I'm high-iiiiiiigh-iiiiiiiiiigh Dawg I feel like I'm high-iiiiiiigh-iiiiiiiiiigh I really think that I'm high-iiiiiiigh-iiiiiiiiiigh [T-Pain] sh**, God damn DAMN~! Please stop by the sto' Cause my, mouth dry and I done ran out of Ho's Oh, them Little Debbies got me lickin my chops But I just, want a drink and Newport shorts in the box Maybe a Swisher Kaing or three, I seen fine behind That want to hang with me, long as I bring the weed I said cool, I'mma ride on through Thirty minutes later we was getting high in the room And then I, take another hit, and try to relax I'm beatin on my chest as God is beatin on my back Somebody help me I think I'm 'bout to die But I got it, don't touch me I got it, OHH~! I pa**ed the blunt and it came right back to me But I know that this smoke is still runnin through me I don't think I'mma ever open my eyes My homegirl said why? And I said that [Hook] - change last line to "I probably can't sing cause" [Outro] {*coughing and breathing hard*} Weavin y'all Oh I'm high as f** dawg