Celebration
Tank feat. Chris Brown & Trey Songz Lyrics


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Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high
Westside, westside, westside, westside, westside

We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
Nigga blowing on that ayo, breakin' down them trees
I'm out the door with dro on the keys
Scooping up Chris and I'm hitting the freeway
Yeah, got a whole zip of that purp
Got a couple hoes home with no clothes on
Cause they roll on us, let's twerk
Now we hotboxin' that Ghost, Ace all in that do'
Ray Bans in my face, never know when my eyes low
Smoke good, fuck good, eat good, steakhouse
She said backwoods, kill swishers, you eat take out
Yeah, but I love fucking them redbones
She country thick and that hair long, that pussy killer, she dead wrong
She went to Howard, her head strong, her mamma tall, So her legs long
She went to college and got her masters, now she bringing that bread home
Roll up

Put the purp in the blunt
Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high
Put the purp in the blunt
Westside, westside, westside, westside, westside

We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high

We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high

It's a celebration, all on the pole they doing the dance
Anticipating I'm feeling your body, hoping that you would just give me a chance
God damn babe, just hold your glass up for this toast
My ca$h up and yo ass up, and I'm the one tippin' the most
Tonight, on the westside
And if you wanna roll, have the best fuckin night of your life, no lie, no lie
Me and you together girl I'm celebratin' you tonight

Uh, yeah I'm blown no cigarillo, rillo
Love when I'm Mellow, get on my level 101 Karats in my bezel
I'm on, like soon as the ice cream truck at the ghetto
Little knucklehead always in trouble soon as I ask shawty her number, fasho
Yeah I get it, then I bone, then I hit it like bone bone
Now you fucking up my zone, my zone, my zone
Said she wait when daddy come home
Told me she ain't got nothing on
I'm talkin' no th-thong. thong thong
Yeah she throwin' that ass back
Hard as a bat, sit on my lap
Fucking with me, ain't nothing better than that
That's a fact, thats a fact
Don't act Hollywood cause I don't act
Bout my business but I don't slack
This my celebration rap, so

We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high

I pour up for Pimp C, light up for Soulja Slim
Straight out the gutter, with the rest of the bowlin' pins
Money for days, bitches go both ways
On the road to riches, bitch I got road rage
Got the kush in the swisher, got the pussy, the liquor
Got a silencer on the gun, take it off like a stripper
Yeah, wake up, wake up, I'm goin' at your face make up
These niggas need stitches cause they taking pay cuts
Man somebody tell them hoes it's a celebration
All my niggas got guns no registration
Now go an' light that weed up, I'm Trukfit tee'd up
Hoes down, B's up

Rollin' and chokin' and movin' slow motion, I'm floatin' I'm gone
Rollin' and chokin' and movin' slow motion, I'm floatin' I'm gone

We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high

We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high




We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We havin' a celebration, love to stay high

Overall Meaning

The song "Celebration" by Tank featuring Chris Brown and Trey Songz is a party anthem that revolves around the theme of getting high and having a celebration. The lyrics speak of smoking weed, cruising down the freeway, and partying with beautiful women. The hook of the song is about celebrating life by staying high and enjoying the moment. The verses are full of sexual innuendos and references to sexual encounters with women.


The song's chorus is simple and repetitive, with the repeated phrase "We havin' a celebration, love to stay high" reinforcing the idea of celebrating life by getting high. The verses, on the other hand, are more descriptive and colorful, with Tank's verse talking about cruising with Chris Brown and Trey Songz, and his sexual encounters with female companions. Chris Brown's verse is more laid-back and introspective, with references to his jewelry and his relationships with women. Trey Songz's verse is more explicit, with references to his sexual prowess and his love for weed.


The song's overall message is about living life to the fullest and enjoying every moment. It also celebrates the use of marijuana and the culture that surrounds it.


Line by Line Meaning

Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high
Let's light up and get high five times to celebrate


Westside, westside, westside, westside, westside
We're on the west side and we're proud of it, shouting it out five times


We havin' a celebration, love to stay high
We're having a party and we love to get high


Nigga blowing on that ayo, breakin' down them trees
Someone is smoking marijuana and breaking it down into smaller pieces


I'm out the door with dro on the keys
I'm leaving with a bag of marijuana and my car keys


Scooping up Chris and I'm hitting the freeway
I'm picking up Chris and we're driving on the freeway


Yeah, got a whole zip of that purp
I have a whole bag of purple marijuana


Got a couple hoes home with no clothes on
I brought some women over who are now naked


Cause they roll on us, let's twerk
They're rolling marijuana joints for us, so let's dance suggestively (twerk)


Now we hotboxin' that Ghost, Ace all in that do'
Now we're smoking marijuana in that car (a Rolls Royce Ghost), and Ace (a high-end liquor) is in our cups


Ray Bans in my face, never know when my eyes low
I'm wearing Ray-Ban sunglasses, so you can't tell when my eyes are red (from smoking)


Smoke good, fuck good, eat good, steakhouse
When we smoke good marijuana, we have good sex and eat at expensive restaurants like a steakhouse


She said backwoods, kill swishers, you eat take out
She prefers Backwoods (a brand of rolling papers) over Swishers (another brand), and criticizes your eating habits


Yeah, but I love fucking them redbones
I like having sex with light-skinned black women (called 'redbones')


She country thick and that hair long, that pussy killer, she dead wrong
She has a curvy body and long hair, and she's amazing in bed


She went to Howard, her head strong, her mamma tall, So her legs long
She went to Howard University and is determined, plus her mother is tall, so she has long legs


She went to college and got her masters, now she bringing that bread home
She earned a master's degree and now has a successful career earning money


Roll up
Roll some marijuana


Put the purp in the blunt
Place the purple marijuana in a blunt (a type of cigar paper)


It's a celebration, all on the pole they doing the dance
Everyone is celebrating and women are dancing on a pole


Anticipating I'm feeling your body, hoping that you would just give me a chance
I'm attracted to you and hope you'll give me a chance to be with you physically


God damn babe, just hold your glass up for this toast
Hold up your drink to cheers to this moment


My ca$h up and yo ass up, and I'm the one tippin' the most
I'm paying for everything and giving you a lot of money (while you dance)


Tonight, on the westside
Tonight, we're celebrating on the west side of town


And if you wanna roll, have the best fuckin night of your life, no lie, no lie
If you want to come with us, you'll have an amazing time, I'm not lying


Me and you together girl I'm celebratin' you tonight
I want to be with you tonight and celebrate you


Uh, yeah I'm blown no cigarillo, rillo
I'm high and smoking marijuana, not a cigarillo (a small cigar)


Love when I'm Mellow, get on my level 101 Karats in my bezel
I like being relaxed and high, and I have a watch with 101 karats of diamonds


I'm on, like soon as the ice cream truck at the ghetto
I'm always ready and on (for anything), like when the ice cream truck comes to the ghetto neighborhood


Little knucklehead always in trouble soon as I ask shawty her number, fasho
I'm a little troublemaker, but I know what I want and ask women for their phone numbers


Yeah I get it, then I bone, then I hit it like bone bone
Yeah, I understand women, then have sex with them and do it well


Now you fucking up my zone, my zone, my zone
Now you're disturbing my state of mind and ability to focus


Said she wait when daddy come home
She said she'll wait until I come home, like a submissive partner


Told me she ain't got nothing on
She said she's not wearing any clothes


I'm talkin' no th-thong. thong thong
She's not even wearing a thong (underwear)


Yeah she throwin' that ass back
She's moving her butt back and forth suggestively


Hard as a bat, sit on my lap
She's rubbing against me with a firmness like a baseball bat, and sitting on my lap


Fucking with me, ain't nothing better than that
Being physically intimate with me is the best feeling for her


That's a fact, thats a fact
That's the truth, no lies


Don't act Hollywood cause I don't act
Don't be pretentious because I'm not


Bout my business but I don't slack
I take care of my affairs, but I don't procrastinate or neglect them


This my celebration rap, so
This is my celebratory music, so


I pour up for Pimp C, light up for Soulja Slim
I pour a drink to honor the late rapper Pimp C, and light up a joint for the late rapper Soulja Slim


Straight out the gutter, with the rest of the bowlin' pins
I'm from an impoverished area, with the other poor residents


Money for days, bitches go both ways
I have a lot of money, and women are bisexual/experimental with me


On the road to riches, bitch I got road rage
I'm on the path to wealth, and I get angry when stuck in traffic


Got the kush in the swisher, got the pussy, the liquor
I have kush (marijuana) in my Swisher (cigar paper), and I have women and alcohol with me


Got a silencer on the gun, take it off like a stripper
I have a gun equipped with a silencer (for quiet shots), and I remove it like a stripper removes clothing


Yeah, wake up, wake up, I'm goin' at your face make up
Wake up, I'm waking you up (or getting you excited), and I'm doing your makeup for you (flirting)


These niggas need stitches cause they taking pay cuts
These guys deserve to be beaten up because they're accepting less money than they're worth


Man somebody tell them hoes it's a celebration
Someone needs to tell these women that we're having a party


All my niggas got guns no registration
All my friends have guns and didn't register them (making them illegal)


Now go an' light that weed up, I'm Trukfit tee'd up
Now go and smoke marijuana, and I'm wearing a Trukfit shirt (Lil Wayne's clothing line)


Hoes down, B's up
Women are dancing with their faces down while Bloods gang signs are up


Rollin' and chokin' and movin' slow motion, I'm floatin' I'm gone
We're smoking marijuana and moving slowly while feeling out of it and high




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB., Songtrust Ave, CHAPTER EIGHT MUSIC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Christopher Maurice Brown, Anthony Henderson, Steven Howse, Bryon Mccane, Tim Middleton, Charles Scruggs, Andre Christopher Lyon, Marcello Valenzano, Stanley Howse, Jonathan King, Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Dwayne Carter, Michael Stevenson, Michael Jerome Po

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@0003alp

This song is pure gold. I'm mad I forgot about it , but glad I remembered it. 😅🙃

@oohkay1

Tank is soooooo underrated! Alot of his music doesn't even have one million views on it. Yet, we have people like Young Thug with what Tank should have smh.

@MannieJayMusic

preach lil lady

@ferdi301

True

@donlothario8584

it's so sad!

@TETE_THAT_MF

Mikell Smith lol this funny

@TETE_THAT_MF

He should have more views than wat young thug or any other rapper we listen to lol even back in the days he rarely has over a million views this world has no understanding lol

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@sarahlovee9645

Omg I have loved this song for 5 years now.... it give me goosebumps everytime <3

@chany0789

Boy Chris still getting me together in 2023 with this!

@Tiffanyhlcmb

The most Genius collaboration🔥👏💯 I'm still banging this in my playlist 2021👌

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