Higher Learning (Explicit)

Higher Learning - Young Jeezy (楊·吉茲)

Written by：Jay Jenkins

I need some w**d man

I need some w**d

Somebody call the w**d

Somebody call the w**d man

I'm tryna get high

I'm tryna get high

Tryna get high

I need some w**d man

Somebody call the w**d man

I'm tryna get high

I'm tryna get high

Tryna get high

Woke up in the Ritz Carlton damn sun in my face face

Racks on my jeans gun still on my waist snow

And I ain't leaving sh*t in my cup that's such a waste yeah

You know I'm sipping on that straight like that oh what a a taste haha

Tip the valet 100 dollars to stunt stunt

Pulled up in that mean machine leave it up front

This passed out thing beside me I barely know her know her

But you can just imagine the sh*t I'm 'bout to show her yeah

Snow way them streets too cold them b**ches polar polar

Expectations out of this world I'm thinking solar yeah

That's why I do it for that kalamazoo and then nola nola

Cause that's what happens when you learn to mix it with that soda yeah

I need some w**d man

I need some w**d

Somebody call the w**d

Somebody call the w**d man

I'm tryna get high

I'm tryna get high

Tryna get high

I need some w**d man

Somebody call the w**d man

I'm tryna get high

I'm tryna get high

Tryna get high

I wake up just to bake up get my cake up and rise up

Motivating factors that I'm liver than most

I boast and bang pour some pain in that thing

Put some purple rain on your brain unravel the flame

Maintain my fame get you new pictures just to put in your frame

We in the hood blowing kush with the game

Foot in the cane walking just like I'm an indian chief

With no beef real brief with a wreath you may think it's a leaf

With the residue stuck deep down in your teeth

When you smoking with the dogg sh*t you might not eat

It's OK cause we lay in the cut on the hill on the dip

With a fit on crip don't trip

I need some w**d man

I need some w**d

Somebody call the w**d

Somebody call the w**d

I'm tryna get high

Tryna get high

Tryna get high

I need some w**d man

Somebody call the w**d man

I'm tryna get high

I'm tryna get high

Tryna get high

The coffee that I had it was good to the last drop

But now I'm fresh out and you know it don't stop

So please man somebody call the w**d man

I'd call mine but he's been low on herb even

I'm fiending daydreaming of the times when I had

Much mota many different kinds in the bag

I fell hard for the funk I can't fake the love

I smoke dro good reggie smoke shake to nugs

If it's w**d then I'm with it you got a paper then twist it

Got a bowl fill it got a blunt let me split it down the gut

Sheeit but for what

Cause ain't no green on the scene man what the f**k

I need some w**d man

I need some w**d

Somebody call the w**d

Somebody call the w**d man

I'm tryna get high

I'm tryna get high

Tryna get high

I need some w**d man

Somebody call the w**d man

I'm tryna get high

I'm tryna get high

Tryna get high