Must Be High - MC Ren

These niggas be acting like I fucked and didn’t call them for weeks

Like they wanting a nigga dick in between they butt cheeks

They staight bitchy, without their bleedin' and Kotexes

The villain that go to Texas

Nigga got a plan full of O’s and X’s

What’s your game plan?

Niggas be saying you sabotaging me

But your bitch be sucking my dick, she be telling me that you dodging me

Like Piazza, a nigga gots ta, keep my roster with bitches sliding home

No licking your shit, your bitch is gone

Niggas be thinkin' they Makaveli, trying to bring drama

Soon as these niggas whoop that ass, you talking Dear Mama

But face to face, these niggas be cheesing like Velveeta

Lookin smoked out, hitting more pipes than Peter

Stuck with broke hoes, broke days and bay-bays

Pussies that they be fucking, used up and sideways

Stretck marks for days, she about two-hun

Gotta get pissy drunk, to fuck her and have fun

These niggas and hoes act the same, can’t tell thm apart

Always runnin around, looking for some shit to start

These bitches run they mouth nigga, constantly

All in mine, nigga all the time

It ain’t my faul that your punk ass broke

Mad, cause you only got stress to smoke

I heard that shit that you was plotting, nigga you can try

To fuck with MC Ren, but you must be high

Niggas be high because they workin 9 to 5

But the Villain be hibernatin'

Wakin up at 5 PM

You see them niggas be bitchy

Because I won’t let them up on my team

And give them a title like Hakeem, I’m peeling caps like tangerines

Telling niggas I should break them off chips

Get them in clubs free, and take them on trips

Free loading ass niggas lose all they sense

When they think they gone floss off my expense

Niggas be going corner to corner, bringing up the Vill

Asking questions like the popos, trying to see if I made a mill

Then they take that weak shit back to they home for pillow talk

She shaking her head like you telling the truth

But she want your ass to walk

What the fuck you expected?

Always bitching at me

When she fucking your ass, nigga she be seeing me

Go look in the room, a costume for halloween

Of that black nigga you know who so you can live your dream

I hear your ho punk bitches talking shit, trying to have some say

Tellin’fother hoes they wouldn’t give me no time of day

Still living with they mommy, she babysitting while you fucking

Getting county cheques and money from them niggas that you dick sucking

But nigga, why these bitches all in mine?

Why, nigga, hearin bullshit all the time?

Hoes from high school be wishing they coulda got with this dick

You know how they be in the car-hop clicks, muthafucking tricks

Now these hoes jocking, like all up on my style

You broke bitches, how you like me now?

Acting like making cheese is a muthafucking crime

If I said, «Drop your panties», bitch you drop them in a dime