[Intro]
Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high
 Westside, westside, westside, westside, westside

 [Hook]
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

 [Game]
Nigga blowing on that ayo, breakin’ down them trees
 I’m out the door with nic on the keys
Scooping up Chris and I’m hitting the freeway
Yeah, got a whole zip of that purp
Got a couple bitches home with no clothes on
 Cause they roll on us, twerk
Now we hot boxing that Ghost, Ace all in that door
Ray Bans in my face, never know when my eyes low
 Smoke good, fuck good, eat good, stay ?
 She said backwoods, kill switches, you eat take out
 Yeah, but I love fucking that redbone
 She country thick and that hair long, that pussy killer, she dead wrong
She went to Howard, her head strong, her momma taught her, her legs long
 She went to college and got a masters, now she bringing that bread home
 Roll up

 [Bridge]
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

 [Hook ×2]

 [Chris Brown]
It’s a celebration, all on the pole doing your 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 cash up and your ass up, and I'm the ones tipping the most
 Tonight, on the westside
And if you wanna roll, have the best night of your life, no lie, no lie
 Me and you together girl I’m celebrating you tonight

 [Tyga]
 Uh, yeah I’m blown no cigarillo, rello
 Loving like Mello, get on my level 101 carats 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, fo sho
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 for daddy come home
Told me she ain't got nothing on
 I’m talking no thong, th-thong, thooong
 Yeah she throwing that dick back
 Hard as a back, 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

 [Hook]×2

 [Lil Wayne]
I pour up for Pimp C, light up for Soulja Slim
Straight out the gutter, with the rest of the bowling 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 going 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

 [Wiz Khalifa]
Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ in slow motion, I’m floatin' I'm gone
 Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ in slow motion, I’m floatin' I'm gone

 [Hook]