Thighs High
Tom Browne Lyrics


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I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit
Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter, I'll spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I'm high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
Everytime I roll up, niggas holla roll up and I tell 'em hold up
You ain't gettin' money, you ain't smoking
In my Benzo, 20 inch Lorenzos, smoking on indo
High as a motherfucker
I be on them backstreets, niggas know I clap heat
Only if you got beef, man you better holla at me
Niggas get locked up, stabbed up, shot up
Everytime I pop up, a lot going on in my hood
I shoot the dice, I holler get 'em girls
Daddy need new shoes, daddy need Perelli's
They look mean on 22's
Stash box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, phone
Bulletproof this bitch and I'm gone
2003 Suburban swerving, too many sips of Henny
The D's sick, they searched the whip and they can't find the semis
They was just harassing me 'cause they know who I was
Spent the night in Central Booking for smoking some bud
I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit
Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter, I'll spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I'm high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
Now if you heard I done started some shit
It ain't because I be high, I be high, I be high
And if you heard I done let off a clip
It ain't because I be high, I be high, I be high
But I- twist that la, la, la, la
I get high as I wanna nigga
Go against me, fa sho, you's a goner nigga
I don't smoke to calm my nerves but I got beef
Finna crush my enemies like I crush the hashish
If you love me, tell me you love me, don't stare at me man
I'd hate to be in the Benz clapping one of my fans
Let me show you how to greet me
When you meet me, when you see me
If you real my nigga, you know how to holla 'G-Unit'
There's no competition, it's just me
50 Cent, motherfucker, I'm hot on these streets
If David could go against, Goliath with a stone
I can go at Nas and Jigga, both for the throne
I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit
Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter, I'll spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I'm high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
Now who you know besides me who write lines and squeeze nines
And have hoes in the hood sniffin' on white lines
You don't want me to be your kid's role model
I'll teach them how to buck them 380's and load up them hollows
Have shorty fresh off the stoop, ready to shoot
Big blunt in his mouth, deuce deuce in his boot
Sit in the crib, sippin' Guinness, watching Menace
Then Oh Lord, have a young nigga bucking shit like he O-Dog
My team, they depend on me when it's crunch time
I eat a nigga food in broad day like it's lunchtime
You feeling brave nigga, go ahead get gully
See if I won't leave your brains leaking up out your skully
I done made myself hot, so ain't shit you can tell me
Now niggas calling me to feature, man fuck your money
I ain't hurting, am I, nigga, I'm doing good
I ain't got to write rhymes, I got bricks in the hood
I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit
Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter, I'll spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I'm high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
G-Unit, are you ready?
G-Unit, are you ready?
G-Unit, are you ready?




Nigga, ready or not
Here I come, come, come

Overall Meaning

The song “I Get High” by 50 Cent is a classic hip-hop track that talks about the love of getting high on drugs, mainly weed. The lyrics of this song resonate deeply with anyone who smokes weed or loves to get high. 50 Cent talks about the different types of weed strains one can smoke to get high, including purple haze and chocolate. He also mentions not needing expensive drinks like Dom Perignon and Alize to feel good because he has weed. In the chorus, 50 Cent repeats the phrase “I’m high all the time, man I’m on some hood sh*t” to emphasize how much he loves to smoke weed.


Apart from discussing his love for weed, 50 Cent also talks about his rough upbringing in the hood, including fighting and having to defend himself. He notes that he’s made a name for himself, and nobody can tell him what to do. He talks about how people depend on him in crunch time, further cementing his position as someone who is always in control.


Overall, “I Get High” is an enjoyable song with an addictive beat that can get you hooked. It’s a classic hip-hop song that encapsulates the love of getting high and the desire for freedom and independence.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris
I don't require expensive drinks like Dom Perignon or Cristal


Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit
I don't need any alcohol, even cheap ones like Tanqueray and Alize


Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I am always under the influence of marijuana


I stay high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
I remain intoxicated all the time, and that's just a part of my street behavior


Give me some dro, purple haze and some chocolate
I prefer smoking marijuana strains like dro, purple haze, and chocolate


Give me a dutch and a lighter, I'll spark shit
If someone gives me a cigar and a lighter, I'll start smoking weed


And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
My intoxication never fades because I always smoke high-quality marijuana


I'm high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
I am always stoned, and it's just another aspect of my urban lifestyle


Every time I roll up, niggas holla roll up and I tell 'em hold up
Whenever I prepare to smoke weed, my friends urge me to share, but I ask them to wait for a moment


You ain't getting money, you ain't smoking
Those who can't afford to buy weed are not allowed to partake in it


In my Benzo, 20 inch Lorenzos, smoking on indo
I smoke marijuana while driving my Mercedes-Benz with 20-inch wheels


High as a motherfucker
I'm extremely intoxicated


I be on them backstreets, niggas know I clap heat
I frequent the dangerous areas of town, and people recognize me as someone who is not afraid to use a gun


Only if you got beef, man you better holla at me
If anyone has a problem with me, they should inform me about it directly


Niggas get locked up, stabbed up, shot up
People around me have been arrested, stabbed, and shot


Every time I pop up, a lot going on in my hood
Whenever I appear in my neighborhood, several activities are happening


I shoot the dice, I holler get 'em girls
I play craps on the street, and I call over women to join in or watch


Daddy need new shoes, daddy need Perelli's
I need new shoes, and I prefer high-end brands like Pirelli


They look mean on 22's
The new shoes would look impressive on my car's 22-inch wheels


Stash box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, phone
I keep several valuable items like a hidden compartment, an Xbox, a laptop, a fax machine, and a phone


Bulletproof this bitch and I'm gone
I'm going to add armor to this vehicle and leave


2003 Suburban swerving, too many sips of Henny
I am driving a 2003 Chevrolet Suburban recklessly because I consumed too much Hennessy


The D's sick, they searched the whip and they can't find the semis
The police were trying to find a gun in my car but failed to locate it


They was just harassing me 'cause they know who I was
The police were annoying me because they recognized me as a celebrity


Spent the night in Central Booking for smoking some bud
I had to spend the night in jail because I was caught smoking marijuana


Now if you heard I done started some shit
If you heard rumors about me starting some trouble


It ain't because I be high, I be high, I be high
It's not because I'm always intoxicated


And if you heard I done let off a clip
If you heard that I fired a gun


But I- twist that la, la, la, la
But that's a lie, so ignore it


I get high as I wanna nigga
I smoke marijuana whenever I feel like it


Go against me, fa sho, you's a goner nigga
If anyone tries to oppose me, they will most likely fail


I don't smoke to calm my nerves but I got beef
I don't smoke weed to relieve anxiety, but I have personal problems to handle


Finna crush my enemies like I crush the hashish
I'm going to destroy my rivals, just like I grind marijuana to bits


If you love me, tell me you love me, don't stare at me man
If you're fond of me, express your affection verbally instead of just staring


I'd hate to be in the Benz clapping one of my fans
I don't want to find myself shooting one of my admirers while riding in my Mercedes


Let me show you how to greet me
Allow me to teach you how to greet me properly


When you meet me, when you see me
When you encounter me


If you real my nigga, you know how to holla 'G-Unit'
If you're authentic, you would shout the name of my crew 'G-Unit'


There's no competition, it's just me
I don't have any competition, I am the best


50 Cent, motherfucker, I'm hot on these streets
I am 50 Cent, and I am very popular in the urban scene


If David could go against, Goliath with a stone
If David could defeat Goliath with just a stone


I can go at Nas and Jigga, both for the throne
I can compete with Nas and Jay-Z for the top spot


Now who you know besides me who write lines and squeeze nines
Who else do you know who can write lyrics and wield guns?


And have hoes in the hood sniffin' on white lines
And have women in the ghetto using cocaine


You don't want me to be your kid's role model
I'm not a good example for your children to emulate


I'll teach them how to buck them 380's and load up them hollows
I'll demonstrate how to shoot guns and prepare bullets


Have shorty fresh off the stoop, ready to shoot
I'll train a young boy who hangs out on the porch to become a shooter


Big blunt in his mouth, deuce deuce in his boot
He'll have a large cigar in his mouth and carry a small handgun in his boot


Sit in the crib, sippin' Guinness, watching Menace
I enjoy drinking Guinness beer and watching the movie 'Menace II Society' at home


Then Oh Lord, have a young nigga bucking shit like he O-Dog
After that, a young man behaves violently like O-Dog from the movie


My team, they depend on me when it's crunch time
My crew relies on me when there's pressure


I eat a nigga food in broad day like it's lunchtime
I don't mind robbing someone in the daytime, just like lunchtime


You feeling brave nigga, go ahead get gully
If you're feeling courageous, try to challenge me


See if I won't leave your brains leaking up out your skully
I will make sure your head is severely damaged if you attempt to fight me


I done made myself hot, so ain't shit you can tell me
I am now famous, so no one can criticize or advise me


Now niggas calling me to feature, man fuck your money
Nowadays, many people want to collaborate with me, but I don't care about their payment


I ain't hurting, am I, nigga, I'm doing good
I'm not broke; I'm living comfortably


I ain't got to write rhymes, I got bricks in the hood
I don't need to write lyrics since I am involved in illegal drug dealing


G-Unit, are you ready?
I am asking the members of my crew if they're prepared


Nigga, ready or not
Whether others are ready or not, I am determined to succeed


Here I come, come, come
I am absolutely ready to achieve my goals




Writer(s): Thomassina Smith, Thomas Browne, Sekou Bunch

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Curtis

This jam is 40yrs old and still kicking like it was yesterday....Classic Funk..

Gary Hickman

Seems incredible......40 years! And 1000% better than anything you can hear today ! I guess I'm just too old for today's music..............

Tarsha Greene

I am 47 years old. I remember my Dad playing this song on the record player. It still sounds good in 2022😀

Pattifanalwayz

I’m 51 , my dad still bumps this great song

Tarsha Greene

Yes this song is a awesome song😊

Ted Davis

I was.....10? I was sky high the minute I heard it. In my opinion, the period from roughly 1977 to 1983 is when THE best rock and R&B was produced, period.

I'm a funk child. It's my middle childhood, and my favorite genre of R&B.

Last of A Breed

Same here. We are the lucky ones.

Garret Jones

You can go a little earlier about when the best R& B occurred. You have to give credit to Motown, Stax, records, etc.

Evan Hufford

Born in '84 and I fully agree. Tom Browne, Midnight Star, Gap Band, Heatwave, Funkadelic, and so many more great bands were all in their heydays right in those years. Would kill to go back and get down at those shows.

ellaskins

WORD!

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