S.P.M. - I Must Be High - Explicit lyrics

I'm damned if I do & damned if I don't Holla f** 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 f**in' ABC's Another DWI, drunk & f**in' high I'll be out before the muthaf**in' 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 b**hes Burn a few bridges, feed a few pigeons f** '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 n***a John Freddy My drink is thick as jelly, I love my sh** money 4 do's in this b**h & 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 f**in' b**h 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 motor rocks up in old 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 n***a? 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]