Yean High lyrics

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Yelawolf


[Intro: DJ Paul]
Yeah!!!!, Da Mafia 6ix, 8-Ball & MJG, Yeah! M-Town sh*t, DJ Paul up in dis muthaf*cka!
TWhy up in dis muthaf*cka!
J-Green up in dis muthaf*cka!
Yeah we still in this thang, its yo boy DJ Paul KOM
Representing dat Mafia 6ix
I got the whole Mafia 6ix in here wit me: Gangsta Boo, Koopsta Knicca, Infamous, Lord Infamous that is, Crunchy Black, we all in this thang
Mane it feel like the 90s' again up in this b*tch
Its going down, Trap! Let's roll!

[Bridge: 8ball & MJG sample]
One to da motherf*ckin' two to da motherf*ckin' three
(And Yean High as me)
One to da motherf*ckin' two to da motherf*ckin' three
(And Yean High as me)

[Hook: DJ Paul]
I got the smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]
I smoke so much weed that my nickname "Smokey"
Twist it, light it, hit, that's that fire, I ain't jokin'
Marley makin' weed brownies in the kitchen flexin'
Darth Vader set to the chest got me coughin'
Never smoked that regular, that weed is bullsh*t
Cookie master kushie got me freaky as a b*tch
White boys love it when I hit they weed pipe
Cause they know it's goin' down and I'mma f*ck him all night, high

[Bridge: 8ball & MJG sample]
One to da motherf*ckin' two to da motherf*ckin' three
(And Yean High as me)
One to da motherf*ckin' two to da motherf*ckin' three
(And Yean High as me)

[Hook: DJ Paul & MJG]
I got the smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
[Verse 2: MJG]
Let me take a second, I be tryin' to get the greatest and the latest type of smokin' I can get my hands on
Something I'mma prolly spend a couple grand on
Roll up blunts, flavorless
Every other motherf*ckin' day I get
Higher than the motherf*ckin' day before
You say you wanna smoke one? say no more
Pimp tight M-J-G (?) smoke of the gun
The means that I prolly miss when I shot at yo boy, better get up and hope you can run
You know that we be talkin' 'bout this sh*t ever since way back in the drop top next two-seater
You know that I'm a pimp comin' out hard and a nine millimeter n*gga when it comes to the heater

[Verse 3: 8Ball]
I'm on weed, I'm on drank
Dump 'em down, pour up pints
Roll up pounds, Swisher Sweets
Got me floatin' up outta my seat
This exclusive just for me
Groupie n*ggas please leave
This for me, myself and I
Certain b*tches smoke for free
Fat boy front row, extra special, not yo average
That money in my mattress, that's for the re-up, for my package
Big Ball stay throwed, only pause for the grind
I get stoned like them white boys, gone out my mind
[Bridge: 8ball & MJG sample]
One to da motherf*ckin' two
To da motherf*ckin' three
(And Yean High as me)
One to da motherf*ckin' two
To da motherf*ckin' three
(And Yean High as me)

[Hook: DJ Paul/Beat Change]
I got the smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun

[Verse 4: Lord Infamous]
Scarecrow is the pharmacy pound of kush, a quarter key
And when I OD but the gods they resurrect a G
Poppin', sniffin', smokin', overloadin' when I'm noddin'
You b*tches on some garbage, trick I do them real narcotics
"Where is the bud, where is the bud?"
You scrubs, you don't do drugs like I do drugs
Like I told you hoes narcotics all up in my DNA
Lord is on the opiates, blown straight out the milky Way
BLAY!

[Verse 5: Crunchy Black]
I'm on weed, I'm on drank
I'm on pills, I'm on dank
I'm on bars, I'm on tabs
I'm so high I'm 'bout to faint
Bout to pour up two liter with four f*ckin' Oz's
I'mma make it so muddy that I'm 'bout to lose control
I'm like "where my cup?", I'm like blowin' it up
And I love when I'm high cause I really don't give a f*ck
I like purple stuff, I like smokin' it up
If you got some n*gga then you might as well puff

[Verse 6: Koopsta Knicca]
(Hiiigh)
Voices in my head, all you got 'em scared
All by myself, Koop shout in my bed
Sell a b*tch that swole, we cook this in stoves
Paul pass me a swisher and blow out a cloud of smoke
Blunts I twist, it's the continued, next
I had a session with some bab', just like chillum sex
Buds relax me, buds relax me, b*tch I stay... high

[Bridge: 8ball & MJG sample]
One to da motherf*ckin' two to da motherf*ckin' three
(And Yean High as me)
One to da motherf*ckin' two to da motherf*ckin' three
(And Yean High as me)
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