High Come Down - Da Brat

[JD] 
Yeah  yeah come on 
(Baby you make my) 
Yeah  yeah come on 
Yeah  yeah come on 
(Baby you make my) 
Yeah  yeah come on 

[Da Brat] 
Each day I come in  it's always somethin' 
Don't stress me  I'm paid like Phil Drummin 
I pop like ten Crist'ies a day 
In the spot like  I'm way past risqué 
B R A T hard and sexy 
And you can't get next to me baby 
With a blunt in my hand shit is obsolete 
I don't wanna be fucked with when I cheat 
It's my smoking lye, how it's supposed to be 
You bitches could never get close to me 
Hopefully you know not to blow my high 
Impose in my zone extinguish my fire 
It's my desire to blaze it up 
Mad cause I puff I don't give a fuck 
Don't come around me with no negative shit 
Step up, step up and I'mma bust your lip 
Cause… 

[Chorus] 
Cause I don't like to be fucked with when I'm high 
(To the sky) 
First thing you can do is make my high come down 
(Down, down, down) 
Ooh when you make my high come down 
I don't wanna be around you no more 

[Da Brat] 
Let's space it out, my faith is out 
When I get frustrated I take it out 
On the optimo so break it out 
Gun me vicariously till I choke me 
Make no mistake about Miss Harris stakin' out 
Good cabbage lay it out 
Gray for glycoma, rotten to Daytona 
How to survive? 
Get high all by your lonesome 
Unless you want some company 
I might pass the blunt but this bud's for me 
My concentration and know nothing else 
I take my problems lay 'em on the shelf 
Block all the calls then shut off the cell