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Look at your moneyOoh momma, this could be youOn the right side of this dropOoh momma, throw it in reverseI call that back it up and drop aBaby, baby baby, baby babyBaby, baby baby, baby babyBaby, baby baby, baby babyBaby, baby baby, baby babyOh, girl I think that she likeI got that shit that make niggas want fightI got that shit that make bitches act rightMake bitches act out of spite, aightOh momma, I got that bombI got that shit make your ass go runMy shit, not make niggas get gunsBut the white girls say, "Where you get that cool beat from?"She love it (She love it)Every beat of the drum, she sprungShe 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', yeahHigher than a motherfuckerHigher than a motherfuckerHigher than a motherfucker, yeahSongtexteYeah, I've been known to chase 'emKnown to replace 'emShoe game outta this world, I outer space 'emKnown to have a hundred and one, like DalmatiansMaybe if she special enough, I'll glass case herGet caught cheating and I gotta let you stick me upLet you shop 'til you drop as a pick-me-upBergdorf bandit, Barney's for the burglaryBut these bands lift the whole store like HerculesGet raunchy in Givenchy, my palm readsPassports Pinot Noir in arm's reachPaddle shiftin', push-button, no car keysThe pent houses are poolside with palm treesShe love it (She love it)Every beat of the drum, she sprungShe 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', yeahHigher than a motherfuckerHigher than a motherfuckerHigher than a motherfucker, yeahUh, one-two one-two guess who back againUh, Harlem in this-what? Yeezy let Manhattan inGet my mic right, turn my levels upGet the light right, turn my bezel upYou either bounce on it, go 'head throw your mouth on itSo many ghosts in my garage they think my house hauntedLong as my buckle say Hermes, the rumors I'm not concerned withThey wanna garnish my earnings before I send it I burn itYou know them people too convinced that my money's gettin' rinsedHer Loubis seven inch, they TMZ me through my tintI bumped into Loon he like, "Well, as-salamu alaykum"You know I ain't Muslim my nigga, I'm about my baconThe shot niggas takin' you'd think I'm rollin' 'round with ReaganA Mexican landscape and come rake in what I'm makin'Think you blew me up with your bougie buttBut you ain't slow me up, I'm on the charts, you move me upI'm like a drug overlord, my jewelry's overboardIt's hard to believe dollar sign e-even know the LordAlready wrote it off, so just ignore the costSo when I'm rollin' off I'm showin' off with no remorse, shamone!We buzzin', yeahHigher than a motherfuckerHigher than a motherfuckerHigher than a motherfucker, yeahBitch hold smoke longerChoke hold so strong, broke your armorNow you're wide open right?You ain't even smokin' rightBitch hold the smokeCough hope, HarpoGotcha knocked out, now you know you're smokin' loudYou're higher than a motherfuckerHigh in this bitch, high as a motherfuckerI'm high and this bitch fine as a motherfuckerI'm high as a motherfuckerI hear sirens, she dying in this motherfuckerMoment of silence for this motherfuckerI'm just higher than a motherfuckerI'm higher than a motherfuckerI'm higher than a mother Aus Songtexte Mania