[Redman]:
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Yo yo
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[Chorus--Toni Braxton]:
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I I get so high
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I can reach the sky
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I I get so high
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High High High High
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(smoke cheeba smoke cheeba cheeba
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so high that I can kiss the sky)
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[Redman]:
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Yo ladies and gentlemen
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We got Toni Braxton up in the house
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We live up in here ya'll
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It's gettin high now
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[Method Man]:
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Tical shittin again
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Spit in the wind
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Loaded guns clip in the end
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Nah sicker than him
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Yes indeed
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I'm illers in the S.T.D.s
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Or sex disease
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These thirty racks on extra cheese
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On that piece of the pie
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Now ask me how high
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I tell ya reach for the sky
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Swing the crooked letter I
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That's my home
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Twenty-threes rapped in chrome
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Not only snap on ya'll niggas but I'm snappin bones
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Flatten your dome
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Make you leave that crack alone
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You got the key to the city but the latch is on
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I gots it locked
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Bring in the noise bring in the funk
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Dr. Spoc
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bringin my boys bringin your lumps
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Pop the glock
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But only if you feel this shit
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Jack the Ripper don't make me have to kill this bitch
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Back to get ya
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Put it in check that's the Mr.
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Meth put a spoil on ya neck
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shut your lips up
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[Chorus]
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[Redman]
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You can call in the man when the party is borin
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And I had these hoes strippin til it's part in the mornin
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I love a fat chick with a body enormous
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It ain't about the weight yo it's how they performance
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My dash is one eighty my weed half a pound
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When there's smoke in the air my nose like Bassett Hounds
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I don't stack the Dro nigga divide
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I'm that nigga that ride
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With a trigger to get a supply
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High
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Is how I stay all the time
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{Niggas close your doors}
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Bitches shut all your blinds
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If I'm hard to find
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Take two puffs and pass
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I stay back but my Benz moved upper class
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It's Doc and Meth the format is real sickenin
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Contagious we out for Mr. Big's women
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You better shut your trap when my dogs around
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We pissin on fire hydrants so walk around
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Bitch
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[Chorus]
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[Method Man]:
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Mr. Method Man
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Puttin in work
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Foot in the dirt
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Like it's all good
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Roll through your hood
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Pushin a hearse
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I wish I would
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Come around like Clint Eastwood
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As if ya reppin your hood
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In my neck of the woods
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People realer in their PJs
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Grimy bitch I wear the same shit for three days
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Finally lit blunt sparks like Philipe
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Fuck the he say the she say
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Your just a mic phone plus the cliche
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[Redman]:
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Yo call me the bar backling I break backs on hoes
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Look like Toni Braxton
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Come run with these phony masked men
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I'm out the gutter
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I'm bout to send your baby mother
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Out for rubbers
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We fuckin tonight
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Bitches wanna crowd around how I'm cuffin he mic
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I'm a gorilla leave a banana stuck in your pipe
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Cause I'm a real block winner
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With Doc in a
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Bitch one of my balls bigger than the Epcot Center
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[Chorus]
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How High (Part 2)
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| Method Man |
