What Gets Me High Lyrics - Growing Out Of It - Lucky Boys Confusion

Well, freedom of expression and elation is my state 

True, true, I'm a lucky boy but I don't believe in fate 

Cause I'm simply, standing strongly on the shoulders of giants 

And hoping they'd be proud if they were in the audience 

When the lights go out my adrenaline starts pumping 

The lyrics kick up and crowd starts jumping 

All the lovely honey's getting down to Stubhystyle 

Is what gets me high, it's what gets me high 

If you don't know what gets you high, pimp out motherfucker 

Let me take you for a ride, but you might not end up where you started from 

So think twice before you take my advice 

Pimpin in Tommy's Jeep bumping to my 311 

Yo, I get a page 5447 

He says Cockboy's Caddy ain't starting for a week 

So I'm gonna get a ride with a 420 Geek 

I says come over about 10 O'clock 

Cause I got to go reinvest in some green stock, shocked! 

Well, that's the shit that keeps my pocket getting fatter 

It's what gets me high and nothing else matters 

It's a bit of the air in the night that always gets me high 

Thinking, I might given the right opportunity I 

In the basement cool, we don't care 

If the Sublime's spinning on the record player 

I want an O E 40 800 Ice 

Chilling in the fridge so cool and nice 

Bringing the dough, dropping the flow, cause the scale won't lie 

It's what gets me high, it's what gets me high 

Oh, I'm in ecstasy 

Life's easier with a 40, but please don't follow me 

Oh, I'm in ecstasy 

A girl can get you higher than any drug do you agree 

Oh, I'm in ecstasy 

So proud that I'm smiling, didn't turn out like daddy 

Oh, I'm in ecstasy 

Sex in Carson's dressing room, holding on to memories 

I'm not gonna say I'm sorry