Top Songs By Chico & Coolwadda
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ooh, you make my high come down
Ooh, you make my high come down
You make my high come all the way down
Ooh, you make my high come down
[Verse 2]
Just hit the east side of the fuckin' LBC
I don't associate with haters
I'm where the fuckin' gangsters be
I just hit the dope spot
Just picked up some bomb-ass weed
Man, I'll holla at you later
I'm about to hit these streets
As sure as my game is tight
Just spotted a real dime piece
I thought my day could not be greater
That's about the time I peak
There go mister Johnny Law
All in my rear view
The next thing I heard was sirens
Tell me, what am I to do?
[Verse 3]
Ooh, you make my high come down
Ooh, you make my high come down
You make my high come all the way down
Ooh, you make my high come down
[Verse 4]
Hey, can I get a pass for that?
Tryin' to be in the back
Where the stars is at
Seems like everybody got they shows
Dick and C&C, but you're messin'
With my high level
Felt my delts in blue dresses
The big-booty ghetto ones
Heavy metal ones
One, actin' like we gon' pass it around
Hope you gotta sack, girl
'Cause you're bringin' me down
Slow motion on the blue court
Like I'm on a tightrope
Kid, what kinda sport you playin'?
Playa, the whole world's a ash tray
Flick it on the dash, man you're puerile
Every quartered pass
Morty got the hash
Nate got more than a eighth
That dog get pounds in his sleep
Don't it feel safe?
Between heaven and space
Get these fuckin' weirdos
Out my face
[Verse 5]
Ooh, you make my high come down
Ooh, you make my high come down
You make my high come all the way down
Ooh, you make my high come down
[Verse 6]
My 5-1-1 been crease, been the beast
I been this straight apparently, I park in here I get
Towed away, stowed away
In the back of the trunk
But it's too late, fool
To be actin' like I wan' bust this hoop
Coolie cruisin', over yonder
In that lil white Honda
See, if they talk that street shit
We're have the night to get to live
Let me out here
Pivot, post, I'm chippin' these
**** up close
[Verse 7]
I bust a U so you could bust one
It musta brought your high down
To get you one one, Chico
So, you know I'm on one
And when they scatter and run
How 'bout the cuff wit' the pump
Shotgun, just in case
I got to come on, y'all, like a menace
Ride for the chicks, parallel
'Till we finish
Rearrange rap with the rare, raw flow
Not feelin' y'all, bringin' down my high though
[Verse 8]
Ooh, you make my high come down
Ooh, you make my high come down
You make my high come all the way down
Ooh, you make my high come down
[Verse 9]
Just hit the east side of the fuckin' LBC
I don't associate with haters
I'm where the fuckin' gangsters be
I just hit the dope spot
Just picked up some bomb-ass weed
Man, i'll holla at you later
I'm about to hit these streets
As sure as my game is tight
Just spotted a real dime piece
I thought my day could not be greater
That's about the time I peak
There go mister Johnny Law
All in my rear view
The next thing I heard was sirens
Tell me, what am I to do?
[Verse 10]
Ooh, you make my high come down
Ooh, you make my high come down
You make my high come all the way down
Ooh, you make my high come down
Written by: Kevin Gilliam, Nathaniel Jones, Stacy L Wagner, Vince Langston