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点击复制Higher (explicit Album Version Explicit) - The-Dream/Pusha T/Ma$e/Coc*ine 80s
Written by：James Faunt
Look at your money ooh momma this could be you
On the right side of this drop
Ooh momma throw it in reverse
I call that back it up and drop a
Baby baby baby baby baby
Baby baby baby baby baby
Baby baby baby baby baby
Baby baby baby baby baby
Ohh girl I think that she like
I got that sh*t that make niggas want fight
I got that sh*t that make b**ches act right
Make b**ches act out of spite aiight
Ohh momma I got that bomb
I got that sh*t make your a** go run
My sh*t knock make niggas get guns
But the white girls say where you get that cool beat from
She love it she love it
Every beat of the drum she sprung
She say I make her wanna touch it she love it she love it
She make me wanna touch it I love it I love it
We buzzin' yeah
Higher than a motherf**ker
Higher than a motherf**ker
Higher than a motherf**ker yeah
Yeah I've been known to chase 'em known to replace 'em
Shoe game outta this world I outer space 'em
Known to have a hundred and one like dalmatians
Maybe if she special enough I'll glass case her
Get caught cheating and I gotta let you stick me up
Let you shop 'til you drop as a pick me up
Bergdorf bandit barney's for the burglary
But these bands lift the whole store like hercules
Get raunchy in givenchy my palm reads
Passports pinot noir in arm's reach
Paddle shiftin' push button no car keys
The pent houses are poolside with palm trees
She love it she love it
Every beat of the drum she sprung
She say I make her wanna touch it she love it she love it
She make me wanna touch it I love it I love it
We buzzin' yeah
Higher than a motherf**ker
Higher than a motherf**ker
Higher than a motherf**ker yeah
Uh one two one two guess who back again
Uh harlem in this what yeezy let manhattan in
Get my mic right turn my levels up
Get the light right turn my bezel up
You either bounce on it go 'head throw your mouth on it
So many ghosts in my garage they think my house haunted
Long as my buckle say hermes the rumors I'm not concerned with
They wanna garnish my earnings before I send it I burn it
You know them people too convinced that my money's getting rinsed
Her lou B's seven inch they tmz me through my tint
I bumped into loon he like well as salamu alaykum
You know I ain't muslim my ni**a I'm about my bacon
The shot niggas takin' you'd think I'm rollin''round with reagan
A mexican landscaping couldn't rake in what I'm makin'
Think you blew me up with your bougie butt
But you ain't slow me up I'm on the charts you move me up
I'm like a drug overlord my jewelry's overboard
It's hard to believe dollar sign E even know the lord
Already wrote it off so just ignore the cost
So when I'm rollin' off I'm showin' off with no remorse
Shamone
We buzzin' yeah
Higher than a motherf**ker
Higher than a motherf**ker
Higher than a motherf**ker yeah
B**ch hold smoke longer
Choke hold so strong broke your armor
Now you're wide open right
You ain't even smokin' right
B**ch hold the smoke
Cough hope harpo
Purple gotcha knocked out now you know you're smokin' loud
You're higher than a motherf**ker
High in this b**ch high as a motherf**ker
I'm high and this b**ch fine as a motherf**ker
I'm high as a motherf**ker
I hear sirens she dying in this motherf**ker
Moment of silence for this motherf**ker
I'm just higher than a motherf**ker
I'm higher than a motherf**ker
I'm higher than a mother