Must Be High lyrics

Artist  : Mc Ren 
Song : Must Be High



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Verse 1:
These niggas be actin' like I
fucked
and didn't call 'em for weeks
Like
they wantin' a nigga dick
in between they butt
cheeks
they staight bitchy
Without their
bleedin' and Kotexes
The villain that go to
Texas
nigga got a plan full of O's and
X's
What's yo' game plan?
niggas be sayin'
you sabotagin' me
but yo' bitch be suckin' my
dick
she be tellin me that you dodgin'
me
Like Piazza a nigga gots ta,
keep my
roster, with bitches slidin' home,
no lickin'
yo' shit, yo' bitch is gone
Niggas be thinkin'
they Makaveli,
tryin' to bring drama
soon as
these niggas whoop that ass,
you talkin' Dear
Mama...
but face to face, these niggas be
cheesin' like Velveeta,
Lookin smoked
out,
hitin mo' pipes than Peter
Stuck with
broke hoes, broke ?? and ??
pussies that they
be fuckin',
used up and sideways
stretck
marks for days,
she about two-hun,
gotta
get pissy drunk,
to fuck her and have
fun

[chorus]
These niggas and hoes act
the same,
can't tell em apart,
always
runnin 'round
lookin for some shit to
start.
These bitches run they mouth,
nigga,
constantly
All in mine, nigga
All the
time
It aint my fault
that yo' punk ass
broke
Mad, cuz you only got
stress to
smoke.
I heard that shit that you was
plottin'
nigga you can try
to fuck with MC
Ren,
but you must be high

Verse
2:
Niggas be high because
they workin 9 to
5
But the Villain be hibernatin'
wakin up
at 5... PM
You see them niggas be bitchy
because
I wont let 'em up on my team
and
give 'em a title like Hakeem,
I'm peelin' caps
like tangerines
Tellin' niggas I
should
break 'em off chips
Get 'em in clubs
free
and take 'em on trips
Free-Loadin' ass
niggas
lose all they sense
when they think
they gon' floss
off my expense
Niggas be
goin' corner to corner
bringin' up the
bill
Askin questions like the popos
tryin
to see if I made a mill'
Then they take that
weak shit
back to they home fo' pillow
??
She shakin' her head like you tellin the
truth
but she want yo' ass to walk
What the
fuck you expected?
Always bitchin' at
me
when she fuckin' yo' ass,
nigga she be
seein me.
Go look in the room,
a costume,
fo' haloween,
of that black nigga, you know
who
so you can live yo'
dream

*chorus*

Verse 3:
I hear
yo' ho punk bitches talkin' shit,
Tryin' to
have some say
Tellin' other hoes they
wouldn't
give me no time of day
Still livin
with they mommy
She babysittin' while you
fuckin
Gettin county cheques and money
from
them niggas that you dick suckin
But nigga, why
these bitches all in mine?
Why, nigga, hearin
bullshit all the time?
Hoes from high school
be wishin
they coulda got wit this dick
You
know how they be in the car-hop
clicks,
muthafuckin' tricks
Now these hoes
jockin'
like all up on my style
You broke
bitches,
How you like me now?
Actin' like
makin' cheese is a muthafuckin' crime
If I
said "drop yo' panties",
bitch you drop em in
a dime

*chorus*