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High Come Down (Explicit)
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Da Brat
Da Brat
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LaTocha Scott
LaTocha Scott
Исполнитель
Trey Lorenz
Trey Lorenz
Исполнитель
LaMarquis Jefferson
LaMarquis Jefferson
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Da Brat
Da Brat
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Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
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Michael Jones
Michael Jones
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Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
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Doug Delong
Doug Delong
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Phil Tan for Anunnaki Entertainment & JD
Phil Tan for Anunnaki Entertainment & JD
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Stephanie Vonarx
Stephanie Vonarx
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Bernie Brundman
Bernie Brundman
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Brian Frye
Brian Frye
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Baby you make my high (Repeat) Verse 1 Each day I come in, it's always somethin Don't stress me I'm pain like Bill drumins' I pop like 10 cristys a day, in the spot light I'm way pass tipsay, B R A T hard and sexy and You can't get next to me baby, wit a blunt in my Hand shit is obstalic, I don't want to be fucked Wit when I cheif, it's my smoke and that's how it's Sposed to be, you bitch's could never get close to Me, hopefully you know not to blow my high pose in my Song exithingush my fire it's my desire to blaze it up Mad cause I smoke, I don't give a fuck, Don't come around me with no negative shit Step up, step up and Im ma bust yo lip Cause I... Chours I don't like to be fucked wit when I'm high To the sky worst thing you can Do is make my high come down down down Ohh when you make my high come Down I don't wanna be around you no more Verse 2 Let's take it out my faith is out when I get Frustrated I take it out on the optimo so brake It out, leave my guns to I carry it out, make no Mistake about miscarriage lay it out good cabbage Brake it out prayin for glycomma how to survive And get the money, so unless you want so company I might pass the blunt but this bud for me I take my Problems lay them on the self block all the call And shut off the cell one, Not consered wit bull shit to much for this Bitch me and my split don't want to fucked wit cause Chours Boy Ohh when I split the blunt down the middle, got good weed so strong it Takes just a little for me to get up to that place we love to go made this Shit so you would know Brat When the ashes fall off I get flashes on how you were Annyoned in a big distation don't nobody wanna Be aggatited upset, annyoned or Agravited, masterbation anit'stimluating as this tempting and don't forget to Puff puff and pass my blunt is tuff tuff for chumps to hash Chours
Writer(s): Shawntae Harris, Jermaine Dupri, Michael Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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