Text: Snoop Dogg. Too High (Poly High).
(feat. Daz Dillinger, Big Pimpin)
Just another day in the motherfuckin' neighbourhood,
A pimp's waking up and he's feelin' good,
Versace to the flo',
He didn't even mess with the taylor made shit today,
Smellin' good with his reptiles on fo' sho'.
I'm wakin' up in the mornin'
Man I'm [Unidentifiable word] what's wrong?
My Nigga coolio gone 'n' I'm Zonin
But I'm [unidentifiable word] out to school
Cause I can't be late, cause they unlock the gate,
And it's damn near 8 and that's when the bell ring,
I'm a slide on in, and come right on in
Now as I (unidentifiable word) through the hallways,
Givin it up, funky fresh stars and khakis cool livin it up.
What up? The same shit trynin' get paid and stay strong,
Lunchtime I make my way to get my grub on,
Ten minutes to one, feelin' good like I should' fo' sho',
Fourth period; walk through the door,
I'm reakin' and smellin' like endo,
But still the day moves on,
At 2:44; one minute left of class,
[unidentifiable word] Warren G, the twins and Daz,
Nate Dogg [unidentifable] scoop us up in a blue drop top [unidentifiable word]
I hear some bitches from Wilson wanna tag... along,
And get up, for the geddown,
Word got around bout the niggas from the [unidentifable word]
We keep the hoes on point,
The joint on lit,
And keep heat discreet until the shit jump off,
Well we all from the side, so we won't aks why, so ya best get high,
[chorus:]
Too high, so fly, [unidentifable] through polly high.
Too high, so fly, [unidentifable] through polly high.
See I... took advantage cause I live right nextdoor to the funkhouse, dunkhouse with the whole show,
Niggas know how we go; when first of all we don't show,
Lunch and then the last hoe; is gettin' dealt with, some male shit I guess, we smoke destress,
Cause my quest wasn't chronic yet
Little niggas growin' up
With my dawgs cause we pack the halls, exercise for my balls
[unidentifiable] bigger than I thought it would be,
Me and the family,
Workin on tv, get paid
And fuck the enemy
Movin on up,
Like the jeffersons, but quicker
All we think about is findin' ways to get richer
Hit cha like some dodo,
Got ya beggin fo' mo'
It's the trip,
I'm servin' on the solo,
Low blow, I had ya feelin me
I got some C-O-N-V-O fo' yo community
Still in a fast lane state of mind,
Time's impossible,
For me to try to find,
I'm out of school [unidentifable]
Hussling here 'n' there,
Never show no fear,
Post it up on a watch,
I post it up with a glock,
PCH and atlantic
Is where you see [unidentiable] don't panic,
It's me snoop, rocks and [unidentiable] my homies,
[unidentifable] blast like a cannon,
Look out for when we form at the wall
Nigga where you standin, raise up realise, street lights magnify
Life is givin' don't let it pass you by,
[unidentifiable] come [unidentiable] with the [unidentifiable]
Shocked in my own zone, got time to think,
Cause where would I be?
If I wasn't who I am,
Maybe dead or in jail,
Maybe time'll never tell,
Approach me wrong and ya will get chin checked,
And dissrespect my clit
And you will get dealt with, uh,
Plan and simple, never [unidentifiable],
With the best shit available,
Test me now lemme see how brave you are,
I'm scott free, so it's on like it used to be,
D-O-G-G P-O-U-N-D G C,
For life, two times till I die,
Oh I, Oh I Life's a challenge when you die,
What speaks for me, is the cash and the strap,
Since the 2-1-3 days been like that,
[chorus:]
Too high, so fly, [unidentifable] through polly high.
Too high, so fly, [unidentifable] through polly high.
Feeling very plash
Ha, I mean very plash,
And the bitches saying why should'nthe,
Yeh he should,
Doing what he does and he does it good,
He goes to work, yeh he does it good,
On pavement or dirt,
Checkin the skirt,
The story of a pimp's life,
Yeh baby,
You gotta have the stomach for this shit,
Hoo weeee,
To fuck with this, the story of a pimp's life,
Oh yes baby,
Honeysuckle to a berry,
You got to check, the traps got to check the dollars,
Got a doctorite from the street,
Cold peace Macca diamond net, a scholar
With my niggas from the underground,
Just another day in the motherfuckin' neighbourhood,
A pimp's waking up and he's feelin' good,
Versace to the flo',
He didn't even mess with the taylor made shit today,
Smellin' good with his reptiles on fo' sho'.
I'm wakin' up in the mornin'
Man I'm [Unidentifiable word] what's wrong?
My Nigga coolio gone 'n' I'm Zonin
But I'm [unidentifiable word] out to school
Cause I can't be late, cause they unlock the gate,
And it's damn near 8 and that's when the bell ring,
I'm a slide on in, and come right on in
Now as I (unidentifiable word) through the hallways,
Givin it up, funky fresh stars and khakis cool livin it up.
What up? The same shit trynin' get paid and stay strong,
Lunchtime I make my way to get my grub on,
Ten minutes to one, feelin' good like I should' fo' sho',
Fourth period; walk through the door,
I'm reakin' and smellin' like endo,
But still the day moves on,
At 2:44; one minute left of class,
[unidentifiable word] Warren G, the twins and Daz,
Nate Dogg [unidentifable] scoop us up in a blue drop top [unidentifiable word]
I hear some bitches from Wilson wanna tag... along,
And get up, for the geddown,
Word got around bout the niggas from the [unidentifable word]
We keep the hoes on point,
The joint on lit,
And keep heat discreet until the shit jump off,
Well we all from the side, so we won't aks why, so ya best get high,
[chorus:]
Too high, so fly, [unidentifable] through polly high.
Too high, so fly, [unidentifable] through polly high.
See I... took advantage cause I live right nextdoor to the funkhouse, dunkhouse with the whole show,
Niggas know how we go; when first of all we don't show,
Lunch and then the last hoe; is gettin' dealt with, some male shit I guess, we smoke destress,
Cause my quest wasn't chronic yet
Little niggas growin' up
With my dawgs cause we pack the halls, exercise for my balls
[unidentifiable] bigger than I thought it would be,
Me and the family,
Workin on tv, get paid
And fuck the enemy
Movin on up,
Like the jeffersons, but quicker
All we think about is findin' ways to get richer
Hit cha like some dodo,
Got ya beggin fo' mo'
It's the trip,
I'm servin' on the solo,
Low blow, I had ya feelin me
I got some C-O-N-V-O fo' yo community
Still in a fast lane state of mind,
Time's impossible,
For me to try to find,
I'm out of school [unidentifable]
Hussling here 'n' there,
Never show no fear,
Post it up on a watch,
I post it up with a glock,
PCH and atlantic
Is where you see [unidentiable] don't panic,
It's me snoop, rocks and [unidentiable] my homies,
[unidentifable] blast like a cannon,
Look out for when we form at the wall
Nigga where you standin, raise up realise, street lights magnify
Life is givin' don't let it pass you by,
[unidentifiable] come [unidentiable] with the [unidentifiable]
Shocked in my own zone, got time to think,
Cause where would I be?
If I wasn't who I am,
Maybe dead or in jail,
Maybe time'll never tell,
Approach me wrong and ya will get chin checked,
And dissrespect my clit
And you will get dealt with, uh,
Plan and simple, never [unidentifiable],
With the best shit available,
Test me now lemme see how brave you are,
I'm scott free, so it's on like it used to be,
D-O-G-G P-O-U-N-D G C,
For life, two times till I die,
Oh I, Oh I Life's a challenge when you die,
What speaks for me, is the cash and the strap,
Since the 2-1-3 days been like that,
[chorus:]
Too high, so fly, [unidentifable] through polly high.
Too high, so fly, [unidentifable] through polly high.
Feeling very plash
Ha, I mean very plash,
And the bitches saying why should'nthe,
Yeh he should,
Doing what he does and he does it good,
He goes to work, yeh he does it good,
On pavement or dirt,
Checkin the skirt,
The story of a pimp's life,
Yeh baby,
You gotta have the stomach for this shit,
Hoo weeee,
To fuck with this, the story of a pimp's life,
Oh yes baby,
Honeysuckle to a berry,
You got to check, the traps got to check the dollars,
Got a doctorite from the street,
Cold peace Macca diamond net, a scholar
With my niggas from the underground,
Snoop Dogg