- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Freeze
 - Louis M. /
 - Y
 
- Genres:
 - Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
 - rap
 - rapcore
 - stoner
 
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Kottonmouth Kings - Ridin' High lyrics
[Featuring B-Real of Cypress Hill]
 [Chorus:]
 Ridin' High
 Switchin' lanes back and forth, poppin' strains of Indo
 We ridin' high
 Foot on the gas, car full and we smoke
 Ridin' high
 Laid back, smooth, it'll put you in the mood
 We ridin' high
 We're the Kings of the Chronic and this is how we do
 [D-Loc:]
 When I bounce out, I got a pocket full of weed
 Pants always sagged, Double Dash burnin' trees
 [?] Can't understand the next line [?]
 Stop at the liquor store to get a little somethin'
 Pick a 12 pack up, a couple of blunts
 Go back to the crib, now it's time to get drunk
 Call my girl up, 'cause I need a lil' love
 Roll another blunt, let the smoke float above
 [J Rich:]
 On a Sunday afternoon, just washin' my car
 Gettin' it ready for the night and the boulevard
 Polishin' all the chrome and shinin' up the tires
 Smokin' joint after joint, I couldn't get no higher
 Keep a mini-bong chillin' in my cup holder
 Plus a bag in my lap full of nothin' but the dosha
 Cruisin' out the neighborhood on a slow stoncreek [?]
 I'm just out ridin' high, simply doin' my thing
 Kottonmouth Kings - Ridin' High - http://motolyrics.com/kottonmouth-kings/ridin-high-lyrics.html
 [CHORUS]
 [B Real:]
 Hittin' the weed and become just like me
 Kush smokin' rebel full of THC [?]
 One hit, two hit, three hit, four
 Then five more hits from my eight foot Roor
 Then roll that shit up and hit it, pass it around
 Don't hog it up or we take it away and put you down
 You wanna medicate, meditate
 Been known for hittin' the bong, blunts, and the vaporate
 We ridin' high with an endless supply
 Because we [?] and put the red in your eyes
 We sack it up in three months, packin' the free lunch
 After the 420, we stackin' the damn money
 And so it goes if you're holidn' the dro
 Break it out, blaze it up, then you hittin' & hold [?]
 With the KMK or the Cypress blend
 You better twist those ends and go tell your friends
[CHORUS]
 [Daddy X:]
 We rollin' out like Willy and the Chocolate Bunch
 With a [?], blowin' nothin' but the Skunk
 [?] Can't understand the next line [?]
 [?] Can't understand the next line [?]
 See the police, they ain't phasin' me
 I've had a lot of cops sit down & blaze with me
 Throw their guns and their badge on the table
 And break out a pound [?]










