This one out to all sides worldwide Let that play ass thumpy be your guide As we go on a ride with playa hatin' killers and hood thrive And lame mo'fuckers can barely
me rollin' through the city Ridin' the top off Man, my so big when you in it around and get lost Told my bitch to let her hair What this costs me, baby, if you 'bout that life right now I hope it tall, no
I can put you in the High Club, what's up? take a trip Have you ever read "The Is Yours" On a
Tell her be free, baby, spread your Got your legs in the sky a plane Let me that, I'm the pilot Can't nobody see you 30 feet On your in them Prada's Makin' shit come up out her
Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, to go up Lovin' the feel of the turbulence, girl, we turn up When we land we can out Show you somethin' you know about Tonight we be takin' off flight a camera to show out I got you in the air, body in the air How it feel up You can as loud as you want, loud as you can And ain't gonna hear it
Would you like it If I hit the west Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that right now I it ain't tall, no
I can put you in the Mile High Club, up? Let's take a Have you read "The World Is Yours" On a
her be free, baby, spread your wings Got your in the sky like a plane Let me guard that, I'm the Can't nobody see you 30 thousand On your in them Prada's freaky shit come up out her
Get high baby roll one, nine, 'bout to go up Lovin' the feel of the turbulence, girl, we turn up we land we can roll out Show you you ain't know about (Cole World) Tonight we be off flight with a camera to show out
I got it, I got it, I got it, You need a nigga gonna come over and dig you out You need a nigga that you know is not run his mouth You need a nigga when he done probably put you out You need a that's gon' put it in your mouth Dick so big it's like a foot is in yo' And you ain't babysitting, but my kids all on yo' And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you Both graduated so keepin' it classy Look, they me in the Chi like MJ love me in the Chi like Oprah No could block, not even Dikembe Compared to Cole, boy, softer than a sofa And so far my new shit's so fire, nigga, my profile Who you make waves in a low tide? yo' bitch, now she both ours Nigga, brown liquor in my liver Pretty brown in my bed Been a long time I had to ask for head So God damn don't me beg But I will if I to 'cause for real, girl, I need you I could put you on a flight, we take off tonight If you scared of heights, shit I got a I could feed you (Cole)
I can put you in the Mile High Club, up? Let's a trip you ever read "The World Is Yours" On a