HighTyde - IGOTYA (feat. Ckyttlez)

Prezidential Poe
You done did it again!
Ha ha
Mr. Midwest Music Challenge
HighTyde
featuring
Ck, Ck, Ck, Ck, Ckyttlez
C'mon

Rock, rock the house y'all (house y'all)
And party up like nobody's watching us
Put your fucking hands up, bitches
If you love hip hop, then I got ya (got ya)
Rock, rock the house y'all (house y'all)
And party up like nobody's watching us
Put your fucking hands up, bitches
If you love hip hop, then I got ya (got ya)

HighTyde's the name that I've been given
Vroom, vroom
The engine has been revving
Ever since the day that I came with it
It's been insane
The fame's got my brain spinning
The game's changed
It ain't been the same linen
Bitch, I done made it through the stretch
Like the 8th inning
Out the gate
The fakes wanna hate swim and
Insinuate I'm gay, like I hate women (Ha ha)
But I don't hate the chicks
I just hate bitches
'Cause bitches lie and they cheat
They're straight vicious
When they get mad
They snap and they break dishes
All because you're late for your date with them
That ain't no way to live
It's a sad sitch you're in
You shacked up with a bad bitch
Yeah, you fucked up, son
Go hit the club
Time to turn the place up, God dammit

Rock, rock the house y'all (house y'all)
And party up like nobody's watching us
Put your fucking hands up, bitches
If you love hip hop, then I got ya (got ya)
Rock, rock the house y'all (house y'all)
And party up like nobody's watching us
Put your fucking hands up, bitches
If you love hip hop, then I got ya (got ya)

Woo, I got ya!
Woo, I got ya!
We blowing up like a gr, gr, grenada
Throw it at your whole armada
You thinking that you fucking with the P-W-P Godather

Pardon me, pardon me
Partially is a martian
When I get to marching on the beat
This ain't your whack ass industry music
Ckyttlez and HighTyde for the first time, together
Forget your mind cause you will lose it (lose it)
Give a damn if you king or the prince
You stay above all
And I will stay below the influence
Not even Jehovah could witness this viciousness
Even if I nudge you with my mind
Couldn't even see what the vision is
Square as children
I call them "Television kids"

Ckyttlez breaking down the high times
Making hot rhymes
Mixing it hot tight lines
Then combines and really defines
When and where this hippocolypse is
Making nothing but hip hop hits
We gon' have a hip hop mosh pit (mosh pit)

I'm a remain this way
Ain't never gon' change
I don't give a damn what the offer is
I will always

Rock, rock the house y'all (house y'all)
And party up like nobody's watching us
Put your fucking hands up, bitches
If you love hip hop, then I got ya (got ya)
Rock, rock the house y'all (house y'all)
And party up like nobody's watching us
Put your fucking hands up, bitches
If you love hip hop, then I got ya (got ya)

Written by:
Jason Stinson, Ryan Evans

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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