Rittz - High Five Lyrics
[Hook]This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is the alias x3You ain't gotta tell him *****, they know who the hell it is[Rittz]Everybody lookin ever since they sayin where'd he come from?From the north side of AtlantaTropicana Bubblegum in the blunt [bom bom bom]Beatin in the trunk in the trunkCutaway straight, beatin like a tom tom drum of a gun stumpFeel the cocaine, now that's when itCome up on us like a bullet see us fly byBackpack[?] fulla buddha andA cooler fulla high life, somebody gimme high fiveJeremy got Adidas on my feet and got the biggestPinky ring you ever seen upon a white boy's handWhite boy going ham, ya'll wearing tight jeansGoing glam, going going going damnGot em buzzin in the club like boing boing blamLike a fat couple *****in in a dodge ramCup[?] fulla Crown who drunk as I am [I am!]Well you ain't yet! Let me dive in thatFro like a retro porn starPocket fulla money and I gotta go to CoinstarNow I'm at a four-star, restaurant, eatin foie grasWaiter comin to the table sayin voilaLa la, tastin like key lime pieYou can probably smell the weed when we ride byThen it's back to the crib, back with a *****Back in Gwinnett, and I'm buzzin in my bee hive highSo stupid with it, flow so terrific, so futuristic, he's sci-fiI know the magazine'll wanna gimme five micsFeel like I'm the hottest MC times nineKick shit like a Kung Fu flick hi-yaBout to go down on this *****, sky diveLive from ya playlist in ya iPod it'sRittz in this ***** can I get a high five?[Hook][Rittz]Yela put me on the elevator goin upAny rapper steppin to me on the mic I'mma bury himI ain't scared of bein arrogant, never getsHard, but these bars hard, like a barbarianPlus a mother*****er represent SlumericanWolf passed me the torch, course I'mma carry itNow I'm in the limelight, I might, take a ho to see twilightFinger her inside the theater and get some brain until I'm feelin like EinsteinWhy my, pleasure, I be at the party, cuttin lines on the dresserGet a ***** high and undress herHave her on the bed sceamin OMG like I'm Usher when I touch her, yessirAin't nobody fresher I'm the next big thing thingHomie [gotta run and] see my neck piece swing swingAnybody wanna try and test me ding dingSwingin on em like I'm in a wrestling ring ringKill a mother*****a like I'm Chris BenoitYou don't really wanna ***** with Rittz then boyBlow another kiss to them *****es, mmmwaHave em screamin "Oh Lord" like a Christian choir, man I'm finally on fireIf they only knew how much time has gone byI, got caught up in my Styrofoam I'mPoppin X pills and I'm rollin like a Firestone tireCan I get a high five?[Hook][Rittz]Rittzo, go skitzo when I'm sippin on the crystalSwingin like I'm Klitschko til my fists swole***** around and I'mma split yo wigHaters lookin mad because I explodedThey was hopin I would never get noticedI don't think I've ever seen my dick so bigGot these *****es in they thongs like Sisqo didIn my 64 smokin San Francisco shitRidin 85 strapped like the Cisco kidWant a sack, meet me where the cit-go isMoney stacked can't get the shit foldedKill a mother*****er then I dispose hisDead body bury him beneath a bed of rosesMel Gibson ***** I got my swisher lidI'm bout to fill it with some killer get a whiff of thisPimp shit like fish and gritsGwinnett county where they found me in the valley of the crystal methHello... good morninStill sippin coke with the Captain MorganStill reppin Georgia, still fresh and gorgeousGotta a closet full of Pradas, Air Max and JordansGot a cutie smellin fruity like an apple orchardBout to torch it up, and you can tell by the smell I'm highEverybody wishin me well - likewiseRepresent the clientele, can I get a high five?
