[Hook: AGE & Xsavier]
We get um' high
We get um' hiiigh
We get um' high
We get um' hiiigh
We get um' high
We get um' hiiigh
We get um we get um we get um
What the f** is going on right now
Put your hands up and lets get wild
What the f** is going on right now
Put your hands up and lets get wild
[Verse 1: AGE]
What the f** is going on right now
I can't comprehend the state I'm in
My statements are misplaced and sh**
Out of place in this place that I stay in
For a bit but then I leave it
Leave your girl with panties dropped like leaves in the autumn seasons
Its seeming as if I'm meaning her drawers fall
Even when I'm only speaking
I mean I'm seeking for the evening
Even if you're Eve I could have you for the eagerness of my believing
That the following day you gon' be speaking with the deacon
Bout the things you did the previous evening
Kneeling, bout thou' did not pray
Anyways I lost track of all my days
But I could care less cause I like it that way
So I'm a just enjoy it while its still good
Matter fact I might get better while I still could
If you get a little wetter you get real would
You point me in the direction of the section of the se7en's
Ate your nines with our tens and then left you
Breathless
Or more or less a breath or two less clueless
I knew this why the f** do you think that I do this
To abuse it (No)
For amusement (Maybe)
For the music (Duh)
[Hook: AGE & Xsavier]
[Verse 2: Xsavier]
Ok so now we all up in the spot
Like a black top man hole
Take it from a a**hole city in a la**o
Coming in last so first when I pursue
Wrecking out her dew
When we doing what we doing
Luring you into it
Sewing like a movement
Doing um like the crew in
Fuming out the stupid
Looping it like redo it
Spewing from the truest like
Who would of knew we'd lose it
I'm cruising stupid
Don't do that the team lose it so fast
You had the chance but let it pa**
Like quarterbacks so i'm gonna call out tails infact
How it feel when you staring at backs
Cause I'm in the front like a pitch can't catch
Or I'm in the front like a downwind a**
And the sh** don't pa** with some ex lax
X don't relax I just go hard
As the blood filled part at my mid-s**in
Invested in the art of begging for me to pardon
When we get all retarded really it's k**ing sorry
MCs when I vex these ladies
Like a trance I best be
Only thing you trance is vestites
Fake kids out not that late night
Just out like exposed backsides
If you bout these last lines get live
I want to see y'all party
Hardy hardy hardy
Get buck like you on that Maury Show
Hip Hop like we just some horny toads
New Mexico man I'm a go
Like the balloon festival let it go
[Hook: AGE & Xsavier]