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lirik lagu prodak42117 - get em high / keep tha receipt

[part i: get em high]

[intro: kanye west]
uh~uh, i’m tryna catch the beat
uh, i’m tryna catch the beat
i’m tryna catch the beat, uh~uh
i’m tryna catch the beat

[chorus 1: kanye west]
n~now, th~th~throw your motherf~ckin’ hands
get ’em high
all the girls pass the weed to your motherf~ckin’ man
get ’em high
now i ain’t never tell you to put down your hands
keep ’em high
and if you’re losin’ your high, then smoke again
keep ’em high (now, now, now, now, now, you’ve got mail)

[verse 1: kanye west, sumeke rainey & talib kweli]
now who the h~ll is this?
emailing me at 11:26
telling me that she thirty~six, twenty~six plus double~d?
you know how girls on black planet be when they get bubbly
at nyu but she hail from kansas
right now, she just lampin’, chillin’ on campus
sent me a picture with her feelin’ on candice
who said her favorite rapper was the late great francis
w~h~i~t, it’s getting late, mami
your screen saver say tweet, so you got to call me
and bring a friend for my friend, his name kweli
you mean talib? lyrics stick to your rib (i mean)
that’s my favorite cd that i play at my crib (i mean)
you don’t really know him, why is you lyin’?
yo, kwe, she don’t believe me, please pick up the line
she gon’ think that i’m lyin’, just spit a couple of lines
then maybe i’ll be able to give her d~ck all the time
and get her high (yeah), ow
[verse 2: talib kweli, common & kanye west]
i can’t believe this n~gga use my name for pickin’ up dimes (get ’em high!)
but never mind, i need some tracks, you tryin’ to pull tracks out
and my rhymes is finna blow, you trying to blow backs out
well, okay, you twisted my arm, i’ll assist with the charm (get ’em high!)
ayo, ain’t you meet that chick at that conference with your moms? (keep ’em high!)
her sister the bomb, but she got the bougie behavior
always got something to say like a okayplayer~hater (keep ’em high!)
anyways, i don’t usually f~ck with the internet
or chicks with birth control stuck to they arm like nicorette (keep ’em high)
you really f~ckin’ that much or tryna get off cigarettes? (keep ’em high)
if she think it’s fly, she ain’t met a real n~gga yet (no)
i apologize if i come off a little inconsiderate
i got the bubba kush and her sister could get a hit of it, yeah (yo, yo)

[verse 3: common]
get ’em high like noon or the moon
or a room filled with smoke, a hype filled with dope (dope, dope, dope)
y’all assumed i was doomed, out of tune
but i still filled the notes with real n~gga quotes (quotes, quotes, quotes)
real rappers is hard to find like a remote
control, rap is out of
used to, but still got love
that’s why i abuse you who are not thugs
rock clubs like tiger woods in the hood
should have my own reality show called “soul survivor”
i stole on live~er n~ggas than you
you’s a b~tch, i got ones that are thicker than you
how could i ever let your words affect me?
they say hip~hop is dead, i’m here to resurrect me
marks is too s~xy to even make songs like these
that’s why the raw don’t know your name, like alicia keys
too many featured mcs, and producers is popular
twelve thousand spins, n0body got to coppin’ a
album, how come you the hot garbage of
the year? it’s clear your image is looped up
label got you souped up, tellin’ you you sick
when you a d~ck with a loose nut (nut, nut, nut)
video hard to watch like medusa (sa, sa, sa)
even your club record need a booster, chimped up (booster, booster, booster)
with a pimp cup, illiterate n~gga, read the infra~
red across your head, i’m bred king like simba
bolder than denver, i ain’t a mad rapper
just a mc with a temper
you dancin’ for money like honey, i did this my way
so when the industry crash, i survive like kanye
spittin’ through wires and fires, mcs retirin’
got your hands up, get them motherf~ckers higher, then
[chorus: kanye west & common]
n~now, th~th~throw your motherf~ckin’ hands
get ’em high (yeah)
all the girls pass the weed to your motherf~ckin’ man
get ’em high (mm~mm, uh~uh, uh)
now i ain’t never tell you to put down your hands
keep ’em high (keep ’em high, keep ’em high, uh~uh)
and if you’re losin’ your high, then smoke again
keep ’em high (now, now, now, now)

[verse 4: kanye west & ol’ dirty b~st~rd]
my flow is in the pocket like wallets, i got the bounce like hydraulics
i can’t call it, i got the swerve like alcoholics
my freshman year, i was going through h~lla problems
’til i built up the nerve to drop my ass up out of college
my teacher said i’s a loser, i told her, “why don’t you k!ll me?
i give a f~ck if you fail me, i’m gonna follow
my heart”, and if you follow the charts
or the plaques or the stacks, you ain’t gotta guess who’s back, you see?
i’m so chi’ that you thought i was bashful
but this b~st~rd’s flow will bash your skull
and i will cut your girl like pastor tro’
and i don’t usually smoke, but pass the ‘dro
and i won’t give you that money that you askin’ for
why you think me and dame cool? we assh0l~s
that’s why we hear your music and fast forward
’cause we don’t wanna hear that weak sh~t no mo’
[part ii: keep tha receipt]

[chorus 2: ol’ dirty b~st~rd & kanye west]
do anybody else make hits anymore?
guess not, motherf~cker, it’s the roc, motherf~cker (keep the receipt, motherf~ckers)

[verse 5: kanye west]
now, y’all gon’ stop talking that sh~t that you talking
your broke~ass mama couldn’t afford that abortion
now, tell me, how the h~ll she gon’ afford that coffin?
now, i done sat back and seen it all too often
the backbone of this, like marino to the dolphins
most hits out the chi since sosa and andre dawson
my n~ggas had protools, i had no tools
karaoke machine, f~ck it, i’m old school
only difference is my tracks drove n~ggas postal
so i drove coastal, while they stayed local
how i can’t rhyme when my freestyles’ll roast you?
sit down, i’ll coach you while we style in posters, dog
n~ggas had a chance to sign me, dropped the ball
i’ll see you at the awards
huh, and after all that it took
i made it to the roc, i guess i ain’t as dumb as you look

[chorus: ol’ dirty b~st~rd]
now, take that equipment back to the store
we don’t want to hear that weak sh~t no more
do anybody else make hits anymore?
guess not, motherf~cker, it’s the roc, motherf~cker
now, take that equipment back to the store
we don’t want to hear that weak sh~t no more
do anybody else make hits anymore?
guess not, motherf~cker, it’s the roc, motherf~cker

[verse 6: kanye west]
now, i showed you how to do this, dawg
put a few beats on the tape, i saved this one for myself
i heard you n~ggas’ tapes, need a little bit of help
but i’m rapping, and i can’t do nothing for you, man
ask gee or hop, this forty grand if you ain’t fam
i mean, if you ain’t hov, if you ain’t cam
d~mn, i know you say, “he k!lling himself!”
“he got a little~bitty deal, now he feeling himself” – yup!
just ’cause i play beats and act hospitable
don’t mean i can’t get you changed to “hospital you”
i’m from a raw family, dawg, and i’ll spit on you
so play like a kid in the garden and get little, dude
who your hypeman? i’m curious
they got you souped up like the cars on the fast and furious
here go a new movie for you critics, called “who’s laughing?”
the first producer that rap better than the rappers

[chorus: ol’ dirty b~st~rd & kanye west]
now, take that equipment back to the store
we don’t want to hear that weak sh~t no more
do anybody else make hits anymore?
guess not, motherf~cker, it’s the roc, motherf~cker
now, take that equipment back to the store
we don’t want to hear that weak sh~t no more
do anybody else make hits anymore?
i guess— mmm, i guess— mmm, mm

[bridge: ol’ dirty b~st~rd]
aftermath still making them hits, n~gga
lunatics still making them hits, n~gga
so so def still making them hits, n~gga
bad boy still making them hits, n~gga
wu~tang still making them hits, n~gga
ruff ryders still making them hits, n~gga
cash money still making them hits, n~gga
dirt mcgirt still making them hits, n~gga

[outro: ol’ dirty b~st~rd]
yo! the game is over! go k!ll yourself!
go k!ll yourself, n~gga!
we don’t want to hear that weak sh~t no more

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