High Come Down

Yeah, yeah come on (Baby you make my) Yeah, yeah come on Yeah, yeah come on (Baby you make my) Yeah, yeah come on [Da Brat] Each day I come in, it's always somethinDon't stress me, I'm paid like Phil Drummin I pop like ten Crist'ies a day In the spot like, I'm way past risqué B-R-A-T hard and sexy And you can't get next to me baby With a blunt in my hand shit is obsolete I don't wanna be fucked with when I cheat It's my smoking lye, how it's supposed to be You bitches could never get close to me Hopefully you know not to blow my high Impose in my zone extinguish my fire It's my desire to blaze it up Mad cause I puff I don't give a fuck Don't come around me with no negative shit Step up, step up and I'mma bust your lip Cause