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Must Be High Lyrics

Verse 1:
These n***** be actin' like I f*****
and didn't call 'em for weeks
Like they wantin' a n**** d***
in between they b*** cheeks
they staight b****y
Without their bleedin' and Kotexes
The villain that go to Texas
n**** got a plan full of O's and X's
What's yo' game plan?
n***** be sayin' you sabotagin' me
but yo' b**** be suckin' my d***,
she be tellin me that you dodgin' me
Like Piazza, a n**** gots ta,
keep my roster, with b****** slidin' home,
no lickin' yo' s***, yo' b**** is gone
n***** be thinkin' they Makaveli,
tryin' to bring drama
soon as these n***** whoop that a**,
you talkin' Dear Mama...
but face to face, these n***** be cheesin' like Velveeta,
Lookin smoked out,
hitin mo' pipes than Peter
Stuck with broke hoes, broke ?? and ??
p****** that they be f*****',
used up and sideways
stretck marks for days,
she about two-hun,
gotta get p***y drunk,
to f*** her and have fun

[chorus]
These n***** and hoes act the same,
can't tell em apart,
always runnin 'round
lookin for some s*** to start.
These b****** run they mouth,
n****, constantly
All in mine, n****
All the time
It aint my fault
that yo' punk a** broke
Mad, cuz you only got
stress to smoke.
I heard that s*** that you was plottin'
n**** you can try
to f*** with MC Ren,
but you must be high
Verse 2:
n***** be high because
they workin 9 to 5
But the Villain be hibernatin'
wakin up at 5... PM
You see them n***** be b****y because
I wont let 'em up on my team
and give 'em a t**le like Hakeem,
I'm peelin' caps like tangerines
Tellin' n***** I should
break 'em off chips
Get 'em in clubs free
and take 'em on trips
Free-Loadin' a** n*****
lose all they sense
when they think they gon' floss
off my expense
n***** be goin' corner to corner
bringin' up the bill
Askin questions like the popos
tryin to see if I made a mill'
Then they take that weak s***
back to they home fo' pillow ??
She shakin' her head like you tellin the truth
but she want yo' a** to walk
What the f*** you expected?
Always b******' at me
when she f*****' yo' a**,
n**** she be seein me.
Go look in the room,
a costume, fo' haloween,
of that black n****, you know who
so you can live yo' dream
*chorus*

Verse 3:
I hear yo' ho punk b****** talkin' s***,
Tryin' to have some say
Tellin' other hoes they wouldn't
give me no time of day
Still livin with they mommy
She babysittin' while you f*****
Gettin county cheques and money
from them n***** that you d*** suckin
But n****, why these b****** all in mine?
Why, n****, hearin bullshit all the time?
Hoes from high school be wishin
they coulda got wit this d***
You know how they be in the car-hop clicks,
m****f***in' tricks
Now these hoes jockin'
like all up on my style
You broke b******,
How you like me now?
Actin' like makin' cheese is a m****f***in' crime
If I said "drop yo' panties",
b**** you drop em in a dime

*chorus*
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Ruthless for Life (1998)
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