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We Getting High Tonight


Ja Rule Lyrics

 

We Getting High Tonight Lyrics

We Getting High Tonight by Ja Rule


[Black Child]
Gangsta sh*t
f**k the drive by means you gettin high
Ya feel it?
This is funk
Get ya dick sucked, get ya clit licked
This that sh*t
Word to god, listen

[Black Child]
I gotta unconditional love for sex money and drugs
b**ches who strip in clubs, get hit with dick from thugs
Sweet thing, my dick is thick like sugar cane
Give me brain til my heads shrink'an
If you drink'an, I'm think'an
About coppin you a mink an' in the pink Lincoln
b**ches wanna Navigator, having alligators
And aqua flavor ??? ?that wear cops and drops and sh*t
When you my b**ch you get to ride my dick
And drive my six, I have you high as sh*t
It ain't no secret, that I stay on creep sh*t
Sweetness, my weakness is freak sh*t
Black Child, we busting billion dollar babies
For Lexuses my lady, we name daughter Mercedes
Keep her shinin, jewels ain't just son diamonds
Thats a girls best friend, now hoes start hollerin

Chorus:

All my b**ches in the club that love dick from thugs, come f**k with us
(We gettin high tonight)
And all my niggas takin dough, and cakin on the low, and f**kin all them hoes
(We gettin high tonight)
All my b**ches in the club that love dick from thugs, come f**k with us
(We gettin high tonight)
And all my niggas takin dough, and cakin on the low, and f**kin all them hoes
(We gettin high tonight)
[Black Child]
This sh*t right here is for all y'all money makers
Y'all rappers, y'all actors, anybody makin papers
The hustlers, the honies, anybody gettin money
Its all good when its all gone, its funny
The Lexus, the Infiniti was just a fantasy
But cream bring dreams to reality
I been in million dollar hoods, and billion dollar ghettos
Smoked blunts with devils, caught bodies with metal
Had all types of females, and no need to details
On how I keep my coke price below retail
We bouncin in and outta countries like an immigrant
Snatchin up yens and pesos and dead presidents
Thats probably why sh*t got hot so quick
Slingin bricks, gettin cash, with my click
And its all good the way we be livin life
Spendin hundreds during the day and making g's in the night
You only live once, and you only die once
You gotta make what you want (Nigga) and take what you want (b**ches)
You only live once, and you only die once
You gotta make what you want (Nigga) and take what you want (b**ches)

Chours

[Black Child]
Thats right, my dick game is tight
Tonight, we gettin high and we f**kin for life
Ahhhight, niggas I run with stay on some dumb sh*t
b**ch, we'll make you come quick, love to let the gun spit
After dark thats when the blunts get sparked
The 'dro get lit, the hoes get hit, ya know this sh*t
Is the hennesey life, remmy with ice
Sticky green, knameen?
We gettin high tonight

Chorus

[Black Child]
Yeah, word to god (we gettin high tonight)
Gangsta sh*t, word to god, you feel it, huh (we gettin high tonight)
Ghetto Gospel, its that sh*t
f**king drive by music (we gettin high tonight)
All that sh*t, ahah ha, this sh*t is real (we gettin high tonight)
Gangsta sh*t, ghetto gospel, word to god
You feel it?



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