Essay Continuous Writing Story Spm I Must Be High Lyrics

[Verse 1: SPM]
I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't
Holla fuck the world with my chest full of smoke
I choke on my breakfast, the end of my necklace
Say Dopehouse Records, Screwston, Texas
The diamonds in my emblem is cut like a princess
You can keep the Lexus, cause I got two Benzes
I'm in your girlfriends' hot intestines
Cause I bought her two dresses and some contact lenses
Got a message in a bottle, hit the throttle in my carro
Click and clack my semi auto cause I'm trying to see tomorrow
Bought a condo for my top ho cause she working that taco
It's the top selling vato, twenty threes on the Tahoe
TV screens, margarita machines with street marines
Got love for the Crips, and Bloods, and Latin Kings
If it means anything this for all my G's
I'm in jail cause I forgot my fucking ABC's
Another DWI, drunk and fucking high
I'll be out before the motherfucking sun can touch the sky
They call me young Thurston Howell the Third
And that's my word
I'm a swang, I'm a swerve
I'm a park and scrape the curve

[Hook: Russell Lee]
Why when I'm not high, does my life feel like it's missing something?
I know that I must be high
So that I can function
Why, when I'm not high, does my life feel like it's missing something?
I know that I must be high

[Verse 2: SPM]
I'm a use my three wishes, I'm very superstitious
No matter where I go I meet a bunch of horny bitches
Burn a few bridges, feed a few pigeons
Fuck em so good they wake up and wash dishes
The food was delicious, bacon, eggs, and biscuits
No French kisses and no hippopotamuses
I'm picky, if you strictly dickly, you can't get with me
As I represent Houston like the damn Whitney
I'm a get em when I get em I loved em and I fed em
Lived in peace, I ain't gonna let em when I see em I'm gonna wet em
Shut em down like D-Town and the homie Ackavelie
Peace to Happareli and my nigga John Freddy
My drink is thick as jelly, I love my shit muddy
Four of us in this bitch and we gonna do them boys ugly
Ready for the rumble, leave em lying in a puddle
Y'all don't really want no trouble with the lord of the jungle

[Hook: Russell Lee]
Why, when I'm not high, does my life feel like it's missing something?
I know that I must be high
Why, when I'm not high, does my life feel like it's missing something?
I know that I must be high

[Verse 3: SPM]
I walks in the club, a grabbing on my dick
As the police officers patting down my click
They say my bandana breaks the dress code
Every fine fucking bitch I see is my ex ho
I'm hogging and I'm dogging creeping and I'm crawling
Believe me this my calling it's time to do you all in
Everybody jump jump, boys trip what what
Let my double barrel shotty go barump-pa-pump-pum
Slangin slab motor rocks up in no man's land
Burnin off in my "Smokey and the Bandit" Trans Am
The rope around my neck is just dangling and jangling
Sometime I smoke the rain, it get wetter than a penguin
Aunt Jemima sipper, hoes like Jack Tripper
Peace to Big Dipper, what the deal my nigga
Hook like "Johnny” Tapia , it's Dopehouse living prosperous
I tip my waitress and she can't stop saying 'Gracias'

[Hook: Russell Lee]
Why, when I'm not high, does my life feel like it's missing something?
I know that I must be high

I'm damned if I do & damned if I don't
Holla fuck the world with my chest full of smoke
I choke on my breakfast, the end of my necklace
Say Dope House Records, Screwston, Texas
The diamonds in my emblems is cut like a princess
You can keep the Lexus cause I got 2 Benz's
I'm in your girlfriends' hot intestines
Cause I bought her 2 dresses & some contact lenses
Got a message in a bottle, hit the throttle in my carro
Click & clack my semi auto cause I'm tryin' to see tomorrow
Bought a condo for my top hoe cause she workin' that taco
It's the top sellin' vato, 23's on the Tahoe
TV screens, margarita machines with street marines
Got love for the Crips & Bloods & Latin Kings
If it means anything this for all my G's
I'm in jail cause I forgot my fuckin' ABC's
Another DWI, drunk & fuckin' high
I'll be out before the muthafuckin' sun can touch the sky
They call me young Thurston Howell the 3rd
& that's my word
I'm a swang, I'm a swerve
I'm a park & scrape the curve

[Chorus:]
Why when I'm not high does my life
Feel like it's missin' somethin'?
I know that I Must Be High
So that I can function. [x2]

I'm a use my 3 wishes, I'm very superstitious
No matter where I go I meet a bunch of horny bitches
Burn a few bridges, feed a few pigeons
Fuck 'em so good they wake up & wash dishes
The food was delicious, bacon, eggs & biscuits
No French kisses & no hippopotamuses
I'm picky, if you strictly dickly, you can't get with me
As I represent Houston like what? The damn Whitney
I'm a get 'em when I get 'em I loved 'em & I fed 'em
Lived in peace, I ain't gonna let 'em when I see 'em I'm gonna wet 'em
Shut 'em down like D-Town & my homey Ackavelie
Peace to Happareli & my nigga John Freddy
My drink is thick as jelly, I love my shit muddy
Forros in this bitch & we gon' do them boys ugly
Ready for the rumble, leave 'em lyin' in a puddle
Y'all don't really want no trouble with the lord of the jungle

[Chorus:]
Why when I'm not high does my life
Feel like it's missin' somethin'?
I know that I Must Be High
So that I can function. [x2]

I walks in the club grabbin' on my dick
As the police officers pattin' down my click
They say my bandana breaks the dress code
Every fine fuckin' bitch I see is my ex hoe
I'm hoggin' & I'm doggin' creepin' & I'm crawlin'
Believe me this my callin' it's time to do you all in
Everybody jump jump, boys trip what what
Let my double barrel shotty go barump-pa-pump-pum
Slangin' slab bolo rocks up in no man's land
Burnin' off in my "Smokey & The Bandit" Trans Am
The rope around my neck is just danglin' & janglin'
Sometimes I smoke the rain & get wetter than a penguin
Aunt Jemima sipper, hoes like Jack Tripper
Peace to Big Dipper. What the deal much nigga?
Hook like Johnny Topy, it's Dope House livin' prosperous
I tip my waitress & she can't stop sayin' 'Gracias'

[Chorus:]
Why when I'm not high does my life
Feel like it's missin' somethin'?
I know that I Must Be High
So that I can function. [x2]

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