High Come Down Lyrics - Singles - Chico & Coolwadda

Ooh, you make my high come down 

(Chico and Coolwadda) 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

(This from that sudden impact number 5) 

(Wild in the motherfuckin' West comin' at ya real soon) 

You make my high come all the way down 

(That Chico and Coolwadda shit) 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

(For the homey DJ A.P.) 

Hit the coast with a sudden impact 

Royals in the eight-pack, zip in the zip-pack 

Heat packed for the whole trip 

Niggas don't emcee, they just say they do until I spit 

Shit, get lifted with blunts, snap once 

Pssh, limit the bounce like bad bungee jumps 

Parallel on the hunt for the chips 

Flash, make 'em walk with it pointed on ya hip 

Fuck it though, that's me, who is you? 

I'm down with Dirty Jerks and R.C. and A.P. 

But who's you? [unverified] and [unverified] to the rest 

Niggas seem to have a vendetta on the West 

Serve ya Ghost Rider 'cause ya not versin' 

The scouting report says hot person 

So watch who you fuckin' with 

You fuckin' up my high little bitch 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

You make my high come all the way down 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

Gotta slang this 'cause I'm a carry out my due 

Chico hood's the chipper, chip with chrome buster 

Fucked for pickin' up the phone 

Brothers used to smoke that blunt 

But now they choke that blunt 

Like a boner back fuckin' bitches and hos [unverified] 

See me in the breeze underneath the palm trees 

Holla at you now please spit it from the throat 

This West side neighborhood I'm a low 

Now A.P. if you ever need some get back 

Call me, I'll make sure it get back 

Catch a flight, pssh catch 'em in the night 

Parallel double barrels, smoke it right 

In fact the impact gon' be sudden 

Five times bloke all through his buttons 

Please believe said trip you'll receive 

An exit out the universe on me 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

You make my high come all the way down 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

My Bible wouldn't a been preached 

I been the beast, I been the prey 

Parallel park in here and get towed away 

Stowed away in the back of the trunk where the tool be 

Fools be actin' like I won't bust this uzi 

Cool he proves me, over yonder 

In that little white Honda Civic 

They thought that street shit 

Well, then I can get delirious 

Let me know here, pivot post 

Them chipper niggas end up close 

I bust the uzi, you can bust one 

Must've brought your high to get you on one 

Chico so you know I'm on one 

And when they scatter and roll 

Hop out the cut with the pump shotgun 

Just in case I got to come on y'all like eight minutes 

Ride for the chips parallel 'til we finish 

Rearrange rap with the rare raw flow 

Not feelin' y'all bringin' down my hydro 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

You make my high come all the way down 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

Just hit the East side, fuckin' up the LBC 

I don't associate with haters, my motherfuckin' gangstas be 

Just hit the dope spot, just picked up some bomb-ass weed 

Man I'll holla at you later, I'm about to hit these trees 

As sure as my game is tight, just spotted a real dime piece 

I thought my day could not be greater, that's about the time I peeped 

There go Mister John-in-law all in my rear view 

The next thing I heard was sirens, tell me what am I to do? 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

Ooh, you make my high come down 

You make my high come all the way down 

Ooh, you make my high come down