This one goes out to all worldwide Let that play ass nigga be your guide As we go on a ride with hatin' killers and hood niggas thrive And mo'fuckers can barely survive
Catch me rollin' the city Ridin' the top off Man, my whip so big you in it Fuck around and get Told my to let her hair down What this shit Tell me, baby, if you that life right now I hope it tall, no
I can put you in the Mile High Club, up? Let's a trip Have you read "The World Is Yours" On a
her be free, baby, spread your wings Got your legs in the sky like a Let me guard that, I'm the Can't see you 30 thousand feet On your knees in them Makin' freaky come up out her
Get baby roll one, cloud nine, 'bout to go up Lovin' the feel of the turbulence, girl, we turn up When we we can roll out you somethin' you ain't 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 up here? You can scream as loud as you want, as you can And ain't nobody gonna it
Would you it better If I hit the coast? Tell me, baby, if you 'bout life right now I it ain't tall, no
I can put you in the Mile Club, what's up? Let's take a you ever read "The World Is Yours" On a
Tell her be free, baby, your wings Got your legs in the sky like a Let me guard that, I'm the Can't see you 30 thousand feet On your knees in Prada's Makin' freaky shit up out her
Get baby roll one, cloud nine, 'bout to go up Lovin' the of the turbulence, girl, when we turn up we land we can roll out Show you somethin' you ain't about (Cole World) Tonight we be takin' off flight a camera to show out
I got it, I got it, I got it, You need a nigga that's gonna come and dig you out You a nigga that you know is not gon' run his mouth You need a nigga when he probably gon' put you out You need a nigga gon' put it in your mouth so big it's like a foot is in yo' mouth And you babysitting, but my kids all on yo' couch And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you Both so fuck keepin' it classy Look, they me in the Chi like MJ They me in the Chi like Oprah No could block, not even Dikembe to Cole, boy, you're softer than a sofa And so far my new so fire, nigga, check my profile Who you know waves in a low tide? Deebo'ed yo' bitch, now she both Nigga, brown liquor in my liver Pretty brown in my bed Been a long since 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 could off tonight If you scared of heights, shit I got a pill I feed you (Cole)
I can put you in the High Club, what's up? take a trip Have you ever read "The Is Yours" On a