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High five High five High five Tell 'em, bitch This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias (high five) This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias (high five) This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias (high five) You ain't gotta tell 'em, bitch, they know who the hell it is Everybody lookin', every second sayin', "Where'd he come from?" From the north side of Atlanta, Tropicana Bubble gum in the blunt, bump, bump, bump Beatin' in the trunk, in the donk cutaway Straight beatin' like a tom-tom drum or a gun stump Feel the cocaine that I snorted Come on buddy, shut up when you see us fly by Snapback full of buddha and a cooler full of High Lifes Somebody gimme high five Jeremy Scott Adidas on my feet They got the biggest pinky ring you ever seen upon a white boy's hand (damn) White boy going ham, y'all wearing tight jeans Going glam, going, going, going, damn Got 'em buzzin' in the club like boing, boing, blam Like a fat couple fuckin' in a Dodge Ram Cup fulla Crown, who drunk as I am? (I am) You ain't yet, let me dive in That 'fro like a retro porn star Pocket fulla money, I don't gotta go to Coinstar Now I'm at a four star restaurant eatin' foie gras Waiter comin' to the table, sayin' "Voilà" La-la, tastin' like key lime pie You can probably smell the weed when we ride by Then it's back to the crib, back with a bitch, back in Gwinnett And I'm buzzin' in my bee hive high So stupid with it, flow so terrific, so futuristic, he's sci-fi I know the magazine'll wanna gimme five mics Feel like I'm the hottest MC times nine Kick shit like a Kung Fu flick, hi-ya 'Bout to go down on this bitch, sky dive Live from ya playlist, in ya iPod It's Rittz in this bitch, can I get a high five? This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias (high five) This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias (high five) This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias (high five) You ain't gotta tell 'em, bitch, they know who the hell it is High five High five High five Yela put me on the elevator goin' up Any rapper steppin' to me on the mic, I'ma bury him I ain't scared of bein' arrogant, never gets Hard, but these bars hard like a barbarian Plus a motherfucker represent Slumerican Wolf passed me the torch, course I'ma carry it Now I'm in the limelight, I might take a ho to see Twilight Finger her inside the theater And get some brain until I'm feelin' like Einstein Why, my pleasure, I be at the party cuttin' lines on the dresser Get a bitch high and undress her Have her on the bed screamin' "OMG!" Like I'm Usher when I touch her, yes, sir Ain't nobody fresher, I'm the next big thing-thing Homie, I just wanna see my neck piece swing-swing Anybody wanna try to test me, ding-ding Swingin' on 'em like I'm in a wrestling ring-ring Kill a motherfucker like I'm Chris Benoit You don't really wanna fuck with Rittz then, boy Blow another kiss to them bitches, muah Have 'em screamin', "Oh Lord" like a Christian choir Man, I'm finally on fire If they only knew how much time has gone by I got Crown up in my Styrofoam I'm poppin' X pills and I'm rollin' like a Firestone tire Can I get a high five? This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias (high five) This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias (high five) This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias (high five) You ain't gotta tell 'em, bitch, they know who the hell it is High five High five High five Rittzo go schizo when I'm sippin' on the Cristal Swingin' like I'm Klitschko 'til my fists swole Fuck around and I'ma split yo' wig Haters lookin' mad because I exploded They was hopin' I would never get noticed I don't think I've ever seen my dick so big Got these bitches in they thongs like Sisqó did In my six-four smokin' San Francisco shit Ridin' 85 strapped like the Cisco kid Want a sack, meet me where the Citgo is Money stacked, can't get the shit folded Kill a motherfucker then I dispose his Dead body, bury him beneath a bed of roses Mel Gibson, bitch, I got my swisher lit I'm 'bout to fill it with some killer, get a whiff of this Pimp shit like fish and grits Gwinnett County where they found me, in the valley of the crystal meth So hello, good mornin' Still sippin' Coke with the Captain Morgan Still reppin' Georgia, still fresh and gorgeous Gotta a closet full of Pradas, Air Max and Jordans Got a cutie smellin' fruity like an apple orchard 'Bout to torch it up, and you can tell by the smell I'm high Everybody wishin' me well, likewise Represent the Clintel, can I get a high five? This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias (high five) This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias (high five) This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias (high five) You ain't gotta tell 'em, bitch, they know who the hell it is High five High five High five High five
Writer(s): David Schoenwetter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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