{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 {Chorus} {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 {Chorus} {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 {Chorus} {Outro: JT & JH} Going to Denver Going to Denver Going to Denver And we're smoking all night