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BUSTA RHYMES lyrics : "Get High Tonight"

[Verse 1:]

Before I set it off and show what I'm gonna do to ya

Possess the bomb chocolate from off Lynden and Utica
My real live ^!$$%s in the place and no queen
Wave your splif high son

$#&@ the bull%#@!
When your arms are open
My palms release the bomb

Reviving the alarm
My word is bond
Scream at ^!$$%s through the intercom

Up to date, let's roller skate
Yo my whole squad smoking aint straight unless we smoking at eight
High rate, I always produce the potion

Weed smoking got me moving slow motion like we floatin on relax ocean
All my peeps who feel high
Dont want you darkin shades, there's to much smoke up in your eye

Keep it swingin listen to all of my bells ringin
My get high has ^!$$%s wantin to start singin
And this goes out to those that smoke out the bong

And all my (*##$es in the place who roll they own draws

[Chorus: x2]


Buy a nickel bag
Smoke a little lye

Get high tonight
Get high tonight


[Verse 2:]

Yo, bounce back you just caught the contact african black overreact

Charge
I'm bout to bench the whole wack must interact on every track
Blow this spot down ^!$$%s break fool and smoke across the world almanac

My sons that don't smoke and get high
drinkin Cognac, Hennesey, Cristal but wait
What's goin on with dat?

With the deal done sometimes I sip Jamaican white rum
Taste with a little milk, I know y'all ^!$$%s want some
Represent where you from needing some tic tacs and gum

So a ^!$$% breath don't blahhh!!!
Get high, then i get fly
When i be shopping at the atrium

Smoking in the center of Yankee stadium
Stand strong, yes we rock on and on
The Flipmode stamps all of my songs

They get a place them ^!$$%s must perfrom
Smoke till your brain fry
So high you can't open your eye

My ^!$$%s need to just

[Chorus x5]

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