Текст песни Styles - Good Times (I Get High)
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{*sample from: "I Get High (On Your Memory)" by Freda Payne*}"I get high, I get high, I get high, I get high I get high, I get high, I get high, I get high I get HIGH on your memory, HIGH on your memory HIGH on your memory...""I get high - high - high - high" (Every day)"I get high - high - high - high" (Every night)"I get high - high - high - high" (All the time)"High-ighhhhhhh..." (*laughing*)[Verse One]Everyday I need an ounce and a halfS.P.; the only flower that you know, with a bounce in a halfListen kid, I need a mountain of cashSo I could roll up, hop in the whip and like, bounce to the aveI get, high cause I`m in the hood, the guns is aroundIt take a blunt, just to ease the pain that humbled me now (whew)And I`d rather roll somethin up; cause if I`m sober dawgI just might flip, grab my guns and hold somethin upI get high as a kite; I`m in the zone all alonemotherfucker case I`m dyin tonight (it happen tonight)So I roll `em up, back to back, fat as I could (uh-huh)You got beef with Styles P, I come to splatter the hood[Chorus]"I get high - high - high - high" (Every day)"I get high - high - high - high" (Every night)"I get HIGH on your memory, HIGH on your memory" (All the time)"HIGH on your memory..." (Every day)"I get high - high - high - high" (Every night)"I get high - high - high - high" (All the time)"I get high - high - high - high" (*laughing*)"High-ighhhhhhh..."[Verse Two]Aiyyo I smoke like a chim-in-ney {*inhaling*}Matter fact I, smoke like a gun, when a killer see his enemyI smoke like Bob Marley did; add to thatthat I smoke like the hippies did, back in the 70`sSpit with the finishin touch - get this, thatI`ma finish you before I finish the dutchI get high like the birds and the planesI get high when, bullets hit faces after words exchangedI get a rush, off the blood on the walls, you understand?Like the, M-5 pedal, when it`s touchin the floorI get high cause fuck it, what`s better to do?And I`ma never give a fuck (that`s right) cause I`m better than you[Chorus][Verse Three]I`ma smoke `til my lungs collapse; I`m from a era where niggaz cause terror over guns and crackWhere a doller bill is powerful; I smoke weed causetime seem precious, and I, know what a hour do (I know dat)High for a livin, gots ta, ride for a livinWith my, real gangsta niggaz that`ll die for a livin (die my niggaz)Shit I get as high as I could; cause if you see thingslike I see things, that I`ma die in the hood (right there)Motherfucker understand it`s full service to youI don`t smoke the weed if it ain`t, purple or blueAnd you could name any rapper, if you want he could die (anybody)This is S.P., dump it in you bitch, I get high[Outro]"I get high - high - high - high" (Every day)"I get high - high - high - high" (Every night)"I get HIGH on your memory, HIGH on your memory" (All the time)"HIGH on your memory..." (Every day)"I get high - high - high - high" (I am the Ghost)"I get high - high - high - high" (Float with me)"I get HIGH on your memory, HIGH on your memory I get HIGH on your memory" (I get high like birds to planes)"I get HIGH on your memory, HIGH on your memory" I get HIGH on your memory" (I get high like, smokin dubs to the head)"I get high - high - high - high""High-ighhhhhhh..."