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So high, what's beneath me, I can't even call it high Like taking holders when the season started It ain't much to say when actions speak for themselves So just the fact that I'm in this motherfucker means I'm balling So next time you take shots keep an extra cartridge Niggers handcuffing hoes like the police department You think you flying but you really falling You just ain't hit the concrete yet nigger, you're stalling They say pop means being popular to the population So excuse me for being the topic of your conversation I just keep banging verses and rocking your mama's braces What you blazing a week, that's what I start my day with My checks worth more than your neck worth I got a network about the size of the next earth I'm laid up, so much head that my neck hurt I'm living a dream, I never once with the bed first you dig So what should I do with so much hate? Fuck it, I turn crabs into bucket to a buffet And beef to a [?] that's a [?] entrée And girl I turn that avocado into a [?] So Spanish girls only, we can skip the foreplay Roll up some good [?] and stay high for 4 days We can do it 4 ways, left right, up down My cup running over but I won't put my cup down You haters cheer leading while I'm out here running touch downs But I won't be ran down, I run shit, you run down Songtexte[?] blowing whistles like please get the sun down Me I'm globetrotting from sun up to sun down But still I'm straight [?] No time to play cause I know they don't [?] on tp [?] But still I'm blaze, so many [?] don't need no shades Living that [?] life, I think my passport need no space Haha, it's B.o.B bitch [?] All you hater, I don't even wanna hear no I don't even know why I got smoked for [?] But still man, you know how I do it Grand hustle in the building, yo [?] it's a problem, yo, feel it [?] Aus Songtexte Mania