Browne originally played piano, having taken lessons from the age of 11. Turning to the trumpet, inspired by his collection of jazz albums, his first gig was in a Queens club, The Village Door. In 1975, he landed his first professional gig with Weldon Irvine.
From here he played with Sonny Fortune and Lonnie Smith and was later introduced to Dave Grusin and Larry Rosen at GRP Records via Earl Klugh. Grusin and Rosen signed him to GRP (via Arista Records) and Browne broke onto the music scene in 1979 with a highly acclaimed instrumental jazz fusion album "Browne Sugar", although this was not released in the UK. His first real breakthrough came in 1980 with the release of "Funkin' For Jamaica", taken from his second album "Love Approach. The single hit #1 on Billboard's Hot Soul Singles for 4 weeks, and was also a UK Top 10 hit, and featured the lead vocals of Tonni Smith.
Continuing his association with producers Grusin and Rosen, his next albums were Yours Truly (1981), including "Fungi Mama" and "Bye Gones", and "Magic" (1982), before he signed directly to Arista. Here he progressed into an electro style of jazz with "Rockin' Radio" from a 1983 album of the same name (which also included a final GRP production "Brighter Tomorrow"). In 1984 he recorded a final Arista album Tommy Gun, which featured Siedah Garrett singing lead on the leading moment "Secret Fantasy" produced by Maurice Starr. Also in 1984 he recorded with Fuse One on their Ice album.
He also recorded with Roy Ayers on "Goree Island", taken from his In The Dark album. Browne moved to Malaco Records and performed a large amount of session work. In 2000, Browne re-recorded "Funkin' For Jamaica" on Jazz FM's 101 Eastbound compilation album alongside fellow jazz artist, Bob Baldwin. The track re-utilised the vocal skills of Tonni Smith (featured on the original).
Thighs High
Tom Browne Lyrics
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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
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
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
Contributed by Adam F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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!