DJ Burn One - High Five lyrics

[Hook] This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is the alias x3 You ain't gotta tell him b**h, they know who the hell it is [Rittz] Everybody lookin ever since they sayin where'd he come from? From the north side of Atlanta Tropicana Bubblegum in the blunt [bom bom bom] Beatin in the trunk, in the trunk cutaway straight Beatin like a tom tom, drum of a gun stump Feel the c**aine, now that's when it Come up on us like a bullet see us fly by Snapback full of buddha and a cooler full of high life Somebody gimme high five Jeremy got Adidas on my feet and got the biggest Pinky ring you ever seen upon a white boy's hand White boy going ham, ya'll wearing tight jeans Going glam, going going going damn Got em buzzin in the club like, boing boing blam Like a fat couple f**in in a dodge ram Cup fulla Crown who drunk as I am? (I am!) Well you ain't yet! Let me dive in that Fro like a retro p**n star Pocket fulla money and I gotta go to Coinstar Now I'm at a four-star Restaurant, eatin foie gras Waiter comin to the table, sayin voila La la, tastin like key lime pie You can probably smell the weed when we ride by Then it's back to the crib, back with a b**h, back in Gwinnett And I'm buzzin in my bee hive high So stupid with it, flow so terrific, so futuristic, he's sci-fi I know the magazine'll wanna gimme five mics Feel like I'm the hottest MC times nine Kick sh** like a Kung Fu flick, hi-ya Bout to go down on this b**h, sky dive Live from ya playlist, in ya iPod It's Rittz in this b**h can I get a high five? [Hook] [Rittz] Yela put me on the elevator goin up Any rapper steppin to me on the mic I'mma bury him I ain't scared of bein arrogant, never gets Hard, but these bars hard, like a barbarian Plus a motherf**er represent Slumerican Wolf pa**ed me the torch, course I'mma carry it Now I'm in the limelight, I might, take a ho to see twilight Finger her inside the theater and get some brain until I'm feelin like Einstein Why my, pleasure I be at the party, cuttin lines on the dresser Get a b**h high and undress her Have her on the bed sceamin OMG like I'm Usher when I touch her, yessir Ain't nobody fresher I'm the next big thing thing Homie I just wanna see my neck piece swing swing Anybody wanna try and test me ding ding Swingin on em like I'm in a wrestling ring ring k** a motherf**a like I'm Chris Benoit You don't really wanna f** with Rittz then boy Blow another kiss to them b**hes, mmmwa Have em screamin "Oh Lord" like a Christian choir, man I'm finally on fire If they only knew how much time has gone by I, got Crown up in my Styrofoam I'm Poppin X pills and I'm rollin like a Firestone tire Can I get a high five? [Hook] [Rittz] Rittzo gone go skitzo when I'm sippin on the crystal Swingin like I'm Klitschko til my fists swole f** around and I'mma split yo wig Haters lookin mad because I exploded They was hopin I would never get noticed I don't think I've ever seen my dick so big Got these b**hes in they thongs like Sisqo did In my '64 smokin San Francisco sh** Ridin 85 strapped like the Cisco kid Want a sack, meet me where the cit-go is Money stacked, can't get the sh** folded k** a motherf**er then I dispose his Dead body bury him beneath a bed of roses Mel Gibson b**h, I got my swisher lid I'm bout to fill it with some k**er get a whiff of this Pimp sh** like fish and grits Gwinnett county where they found me in the valley of the crystal meth Hello... good mornin Still sippin coke with the Captain Morgan Still reppin Georgia, still fresh and gorgeous Gotta a closet full of Pradas, Air Max and Jordans Got a cutie smellin fruity like an apple orchard Bout to torch it up, and you can tell by the smell I'm high Everybody wishin me well - likewise Represent the clientele, can I get a high five?