Let's All Get High Lyrics - Da Brat

[Featuring Krayzie Bone] 

Somebody call the cops. 

Let 'em know the funk bandit's back 

With more bounce to the ounce it's the brat tat tat tat 

The funk keeper 

Competition's sweet but known for makin' speak 

Cause bleed smokin haloweed 

Givin' You what 'cha need 

Indeed I'm nice 

Jewelery full of ice 

The industry ain't been the same 

since I came to sprinkle my spice 

Tonight's the night and we gonna all get lifted 

Recognize the gifted and how there's no fuckin' around 

in the west-side district 

Get it twisted 

If you want to choose your destiny 

Leave all that simple shit at home 

And bring your fuckin' best to me 

Cause right here playtime stops 

Okay, rhymes flop and all that real-deal shit hits tops 

See I'm the cream of the crop, head bitch in charge 

And there ain't nothin' or nobody that I've barred thus far 

Repitoire full of wicked shit 

Lay back kick a shit 

All the right shit to give a nigga a hit 

If you let's nuthing hold you back 

And your limit is the sky 

Throw your hands in the air and let's all get high 

Roll up a fat one and pass it around 

Lay back hypnotized to the funky sound 

Repeat 1x 

KRAYZIE BONE: 

Now roll up a sac so that we can smoke it together 

Now how high can you go cause you know we can choke 

Take it slow, We smoking junk 

Cause you rolling wit moe 

We having a celebration 

We doing this all night if you want to get away 

You can play em other times 

And don't forget my niggas be doing this shit the thuggish way 

We have you thugging where the thug lately? We Krayzie 

But niggas don't drop we got the bud blaze-ay 

So if you get out. Better get with this crowd 

I bet you want to get weeded 

Fuck wit your thugs out of Cleveland 

Stay peyoted and tweeded them thugs we blazing we fiending 

Now can you feel this connect with So So Def Mo Thugs 

My squad and yo posse my nigga we goin be alright 

So come around everybody party down get down 

And let that real shit hit yo' chest cause I know when I get that 

hydro 

My nigga thugsta come and give me some love 

Can somebody bang and slang yo' dog with couple of thugs from the cut 

You want to fly, you want to fly, you want to fly 

We could all get high, get high 

The shit we keep we got you hypnotized 

Ain't nobody dealin' with me 

My nigga J can get his smoke on man 

Cause if we go broke you won't feel bad 

DA BRAT: 

Yeah. But there's enough hundreds for that to never happen in action 

Certified platinum slashin' bastards 

Draw shit faster than eastwoods, I wish you could be like me 

I broke the Mo with fatality, visual shit that you can see 

These synthetic niggas usually smoke refos with my peeps 

Get deeper than any bitch 

Watch me and yo' nigga creep 

Sky's the limits, Damn them lights cause Krayzie got the Hydro 

Inject a deadly venom grinnin' and watch them all die slow 

We non-fictional characters carry grudges till it's dealt with 

Underestimate the wrong bitch and get yo' shit spend 

You better light a splife and mind yo' motherfuckin' business 

Or get that ass put in the witness protection program 

Till I'm finished, diminished 

Your entourage is my level 

Blindin' like the VVS rocks possessin' like the devil 

Pushin' custom drop-tops 

Keep Segante' in the glove box 

Puffin' with crooked cops 

And can't nuthing hold me back cause nigga my shit don't stop 

KRAYZIE BONE: 

You want to fly, you want to fly, you want to fly 

We could all get high, get high 

The shit we keep we got you hypnotized 

Ain't nobody dealin' with me 

My nigga J can get his smoke on man 

Cause if we go broke you won't feel bad 

Repeat 3x