Gettin Hi Lyrics
| Song | Gettin Hi |
| Artist | Lofty305 |
| Album | Basehead Cap |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Lofty305 | |
| (Gettin so high, so high) | |
| When I'm gettin hi | |
| Ain't nothin on my mind | |
| Except the climb and [?] | |
| In gettin mine | |
| So fresh in mind | |
| Addicted | |
| Oh why | |
| Do I stay hi? | |
| Lofty 305 | |
| Expect the best of me | |
| I got that extra vibe and slide | |
| So don't put me next to | |
| Other lames, running game | |
| Oh, so sloppy | |
| Tactical swag | |
| You know it's so lofty | |
| When you hear that beat | |
| Bumping ever so slightly | |
| It might be | |
| That I like you, if you like me | |
| If not, move on | |
| Ima put these shoes on | |
| Gucci footprints in the sand | |
| Gettin my [?] | |
| Hoes I fly to the dizzity-dizzy | |
| B*****s on my tip | |
| For the 'caine that I flip, trip | |
| Nah nevеr that | |
| Im a Laid Back Mack | |
| Smoking chubby grip sacks | |
| In a fat zig-zag | |
| [x2] | |
| Lofty, is so smooth | |
| The way I talk, the way I move | |
| It's еvident, I'm so cool | |
| And if you hate, you playin a fool | |
| Top notch, aristocratic | |
| Dimes in this b***h | |
| To the cash, Im an addict | |
| Me and rich b*****s | |
| We attract like magnets | |
| So why they call me | |
| Macking Gumby fo'? | |
| It must be the way I slide across the flo' | |
| Or my green ass odor from the dro and dope | |
| Either way I'm getting money and hoes fasho | |
| So dope, to hell if you hate | |
| Or better yet, go get a job and get straight | |
| Cause can't place game | |
| Cause you wait too square | |
| Hatin' ass niggas be the opposite of players | |
| Hoes I fly to the dizzity-dizzy | |
| B*****s on my tip | |
| For the 'caine that I flip, trip | |
| Nah never that | |
| Im a Laid Back Mack | |
| Smoking chubby grip sacks | |
| In a fat zig-zag | |
| [x2] | |
| Im a young mack | |
| Playin my position | |
| Hoes on tip | |
| Cause their mood Im liftin | |
| Somethin' like pimpin | |
| More mack mode | |
| Don't slap hoes | |
| Lounge in the track holes | |
| Back when a nigga had a slanted afro | |
| Sorta like Gumby | |
| Not a nigga playin this game using | |
| Words and my style to convey 'em | |
| The way that a strategist would choose to | |
| Betray 'em | |
| When they **** with lofty | |
| They know they gotta pay 'em | |
| Dynamite a beast | |
| So a nigga gotta slay 'em | |
| When they **** with Lofty | |
| They know they gotta pay 'em |
| zuo qu : Lofty305 | |
| Gettin so high, so high | |
| When I' m gettin hi | |
| Ain' t nothin on my mind | |
| Except the climb and? | |
| In gettin mine | |
| So fresh in mind | |
| Addicted | |
| Oh why | |
| Do I stay hi? | |
| Lofty 305 | |
| Expect the best of me | |
| I got that extra vibe and slide | |
| So don' t put me next to | |
| Other lames, running game | |
| Oh, so sloppy | |
| Tactical swag | |
| You know it' s so lofty | |
| When you hear that beat | |
| Bumping ever so slightly | |
| It might be | |
| That I like you, if you like me | |
| If not, move on | |
| Ima put these shoes on | |
| Gucci footprints in the sand | |
| Gettin my? | |
| Hoes I fly to the dizzity-dizzy | |
| B s on my tip | |
| For the ' caine that I flip, trip | |
| Nah nev r that | |
| Im a Laid Back Mack | |
| Smoking chubby grip sacks | |
| In a fat zig-zag | |
| x2 | |
| Lofty, is so smooth | |
| The way I talk, the way I move | |
| It' s vident, I' m so cool | |
| And if you hate, you playin a fool | |
| Top notch, aristocratic | |
| Dimes in this b h | |
| To the cash, Im an addict | |
| Me and rich b s | |
| We attract like magnets | |
| So why they call me | |
| Macking Gumby fo'? | |
| It must be the way I slide across the flo' | |
| Or my green ass odor from the dro and dope | |
| Either way I' m getting money and hoes fasho | |
| So dope, to hell if you hate | |
| Or better yet, go get a job and get straight | |
| Cause can' t place game | |
| Cause you wait too square | |
| Hatin' ass niggas be the opposite of players | |
| Hoes I fly to the dizzity-dizzy | |
| B s on my tip | |
| For the ' caine that I flip, trip | |
| Nah never that | |
| Im a Laid Back Mack | |
| Smoking chubby grip sacks | |
| In a fat zig-zag | |
| x2 | |
| Im a young mack | |
| Playin my position | |
| Hoes on tip | |
| Cause their mood Im liftin | |
| Somethin' like pimpin | |
| More mack mode | |
| Don' t slap hoes | |
| Lounge in the track holes | |
| Back when a nigga had a slanted afro | |
| Sorta like Gumby | |
| Not a nigga playin this game using | |
| Words and my style to convey ' em | |
| The way that a strategist would choose to | |
| Betray ' em | |
| When they with lofty | |
| They know they gotta pay ' em | |
| Dynamite a beast | |
| So a nigga gotta slay ' em | |
| When they with Lofty | |
| They know they gotta pay ' em |
| zuò qǔ : Lofty305 | |
| Gettin so high, so high | |
| When I' m gettin hi | |
| Ain' t nothin on my mind | |
| Except the climb and? | |
| In gettin mine | |
| So fresh in mind | |
| Addicted | |
| Oh why | |
| Do I stay hi? | |
| Lofty 305 | |
| Expect the best of me | |
| I got that extra vibe and slide | |
| So don' t put me next to | |
| Other lames, running game | |
| Oh, so sloppy | |
| Tactical swag | |
| You know it' s so lofty | |
| When you hear that beat | |
| Bumping ever so slightly | |
| It might be | |
| That I like you, if you like me | |
| If not, move on | |
| Ima put these shoes on | |
| Gucci footprints in the sand | |
| Gettin my? | |
| Hoes I fly to the dizzity-dizzy | |
| B s on my tip | |
| For the ' caine that I flip, trip | |
| Nah nev r that | |
| Im a Laid Back Mack | |
| Smoking chubby grip sacks | |
| In a fat zig-zag | |
| x2 | |
| Lofty, is so smooth | |
| The way I talk, the way I move | |
| It' s vident, I' m so cool | |
| And if you hate, you playin a fool | |
| Top notch, aristocratic | |
| Dimes in this b h | |
| To the cash, Im an addict | |
| Me and rich b s | |
| We attract like magnets | |
| So why they call me | |
| Macking Gumby fo'? | |
| It must be the way I slide across the flo' | |
| Or my green ass odor from the dro and dope | |
| Either way I' m getting money and hoes fasho | |
| So dope, to hell if you hate | |
| Or better yet, go get a job and get straight | |
| Cause can' t place game | |
| Cause you wait too square | |
| Hatin' ass niggas be the opposite of players | |
| Hoes I fly to the dizzity-dizzy | |
| B s on my tip | |
| For the ' caine that I flip, trip | |
| Nah never that | |
| Im a Laid Back Mack | |
| Smoking chubby grip sacks | |
| In a fat zig-zag | |
| x2 | |
| Im a young mack | |
| Playin my position | |
| Hoes on tip | |
| Cause their mood Im liftin | |
| Somethin' like pimpin | |
| More mack mode | |
| Don' t slap hoes | |
| Lounge in the track holes | |
| Back when a nigga had a slanted afro | |
| Sorta like Gumby | |
| Not a nigga playin this game using | |
| Words and my style to convey ' em | |
| The way that a strategist would choose to | |
| Betray ' em | |
| When they with lofty | |
| They know they gotta pay ' em | |
| Dynamite a beast | |
| So a nigga gotta slay ' em | |
| When they with Lofty | |
| They know they gotta pay ' em |
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