Lirik Lagu Super High feat. Ne-Yo, Wiz Khalifa, Curren$y - Rick Ross
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Rozay...Wiz...Roll up ladies and gentleman...Spitta
You think you got the bond cause I rolled you a joint?I smoke with all mine, baby girl whats your point?Don't frontYou in the back of a long lineTrying to get in cause only members insideTrees get twisted up like fingers and gang signsPurple kushes broke my fallI fell from a grape vineSuper high, from the free throw lineI'm Drexler status, glide, ducking espionageMany jelous eyes scrutinize the riseBut the jets in the house like the curtains and the blinds.It hurts to see me shine that's why they frowning all the timeIn they internet videos digital see beforesAngry orangutan I'm arranging my sneakersI'm the action on the courtYou the gum stuck to the bleachersI think I'm Paul Pierce, I think I'm RondoHigh off the headband you dying on that hydro
Cuz we are.... we are.... super hiiiighOoh yeah, ooh yeah
I thought of this fresh off a bong ripMy bitch next to me, getting undressed for meRunning bath water playing her favorite songs while I get another one litDon't usually smoke at all but you say tonight you'll take a hit that's understoodFrom the smell and by what I payed, you know its good.Them niggas with me, they from the hoodNow we throw parties in the sky, I'm on the 42nd floor now thats super high.Champagne, more paper planes than you could fly,Them young niggas fail soon as they tryWhen the paparazzi flashI be countin all this cashPlotin a million and how to build a mountain out of hash, come on...
All these cars, all these stars, all around mePut your eyes... to the sky, that's where you'll find meee
Cuz we are.... we are.... super hiiiighOoh yeah, ooh yeah
Rozay!!
I'm gettin money no IlluminatiMy pain never went in vein it's all over my bodyHit the spliff in my Mr. BugattiKick it with my little homies I'm Mr. MiyagiI gotta buy my niggas each a poundTweakin up, ??, pass the reefer aroundSpittin only lethal rounds, speakers beatin downNot talkin much as when I say my niggas eatin nowPromoter gave me 40 thou, I think we even nowPina colada papers, smoke the garden of eden nowTaylor gang is what we bleed about, jet setters in places you only read about.
And now everywhere I goIt's so strong they ask me where I get my smokeBitches don't gotta guess they knowI keep one rolled up, we can do what ever you wantSmokin pina colada papers baby girl we don't fuck with the blunts...unless I'm with the boss
If your lookin for me you could find me in the Guiness book,Only fly bitches ride with the boss take a look, I'm super fly...I'm super high, you get yours, I'm getting mine
Super hiiiigh...super hiiiigh
Ay yo waitress, I need another bottle of that Rozay, I need another bottle of that Rozay,I need another bottle of that Rozay, just order, just order, another bottle of that...rozay
Wiz...spitta....uhh
You think you got the bond cause I rolled you a joint?I smoke with all mine, baby girl whats your point?Don't frontYou in the back of a long lineTrying to get in cause only members insideTrees get twisted up like fingers and gang signsPurple kushes broke my fallI fell from a grape vineSuper high, from the free throw lineI'm Drexler status, glide, ducking espionageMany jelous eyes scrutinize the riseBut the jets in the house like the curtains and the blinds.It hurts to see me shine that's why they frowning all the timeIn they internet videos digital see beforesAngry orangutan I'm arranging my sneakersI'm the action on the courtYou the gum stuck to the bleachersI think I'm Paul Pierce, I think I'm RondoHigh off the headband you dying on that hydro
Cuz we are.... we are.... super hiiiighOoh yeah, ooh yeah
I thought of this fresh off a bong ripMy bitch next to me, getting undressed for meRunning bath water playing her favorite songs while I get another one litDon't usually smoke at all but you say tonight you'll take a hit that's understoodFrom the smell and by what I payed, you know its good.Them niggas with me, they from the hoodNow we throw parties in the sky, I'm on the 42nd floor now thats super high.Champagne, more paper planes than you could fly,Them young niggas fail soon as they tryWhen the paparazzi flashI be countin all this cashPlotin a million and how to build a mountain out of hash, come on...
All these cars, all these stars, all around mePut your eyes... to the sky, that's where you'll find meee
Cuz we are.... we are.... super hiiiighOoh yeah, ooh yeah
Rozay!!
I'm gettin money no IlluminatiMy pain never went in vein it's all over my bodyHit the spliff in my Mr. BugattiKick it with my little homies I'm Mr. MiyagiI gotta buy my niggas each a poundTweakin up, ??, pass the reefer aroundSpittin only lethal rounds, speakers beatin downNot talkin much as when I say my niggas eatin nowPromoter gave me 40 thou, I think we even nowPina colada papers, smoke the garden of eden nowTaylor gang is what we bleed about, jet setters in places you only read about.
And now everywhere I goIt's so strong they ask me where I get my smokeBitches don't gotta guess they knowI keep one rolled up, we can do what ever you wantSmokin pina colada papers baby girl we don't fuck with the blunts...unless I'm with the boss
If your lookin for me you could find me in the Guiness book,Only fly bitches ride with the boss take a look, I'm super fly...I'm super high, you get yours, I'm getting mine
Super hiiiigh...super hiiiigh
Ay yo waitress, I need another bottle of that Rozay, I need another bottle of that Rozay,I need another bottle of that Rozay, just order, just order, another bottle of that...rozay
Wiz...spitta....uhh
