{Chorus: JH}
I love this life I live
Kick back, grab a beer, got a joint, take a hit
So grab all of your friends and come on for the ride
Cause we're going to Denver, where we can get high
Where we can get high
{Verse 1: JT}
Giving all I have, and devoted to my craft
Stay productive and creative when I stare into the pad
And I learned a long time ago to stay away from sad sh**
It makes a difference when you see the smiles flashing
I'm not a rapper who said he never had sh**
No amount of guap should dictate your rapping
Stay caffeinated while you motherf**ers napping
Hook so s**y you be thinking that it's grappling
What, uh, it's only fair to warn you
Vuvuzelas baby: everybody get their horns up
I've been spending time alone, hitting up this microphone
Chilling like a villain in my hotel California
What, give me more, give me more
Winning - not tying, cause my name's not Lawrence
So hit me up while that Smirnoff's pouring
Hit the beat so it vibrates the floor like
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{Verse 2: JT}
People say they like me once they get to know me
I'm playing my piano like Alicia no Keys
Comment if you want to but don't try to poke me
I wouldn't be anywhere without my bro-skis
Staying low fat so i'm hitting up the froyo
Rocking verses from Philly to Soho
I got my people behind me, you know bro
Si, los amo a todos!
Just cause I got the Español
Doesn't mean I got pa**ion without the soul
Just like Pillsbury take the wrapper off slow -
Then enjoy all that well earned dough
Stay happy, forget about the worry
Mix it up like I went and ordered a McFlurry
And while those new rappers be leaving in a hurry
I'll be sicker than the new Seahawk jerseys
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{Verse 3: JT}
Left hand right hand, start groping
Take a shot: boom, swish. Bank's open!
You can chill out back, while we doping
Swingin' for the fences, ropes frozen
We be playing hard, but we're staying on our feet
Getting kind of hungry though, so why don't we go eat?
Order 30 tacos like we're acting on The League
We walking like we own the place, up and down the street
Not from the Bronx but i'll take it to the zoo
And misty like Ciara in the Step 1 2
Sorry that's a throwback, what you gonna do?
Stay musical, cause you know I play Doug Flute
Oh that's cute, you showed up
With the rhymes I spat when I was fourteen months
Nah, i'm just joking baby - like Bugs Buns
I'm loony, i'm tuney, i'm through-y, i'm done
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{Outro: JT & JH}
Going to Denver
Going to Denver
Going to Denver
And we're smoking all night