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What Are The Lyrics For High By Baby?
{Lil' Wayne}
We back Yeah.. The flow's on me and I promise baby I'm in my zone Wizzle, come on.. Verse 1 {Lil' Wayne} One 90 proof Subline in my shiny coop Uptown is inside the pool Shot down anybody who Come round with a loli gat Leave around with the body bag Legs stiff, toes green Give him a title tag Flossy niggaz but realize He's a killa behind the flash Bossy nigga So presidential, thanks to my dad Gotta ask how I got 4 takes to call me bad I'm mad as a mothafucka, why I'm rich Brought a bag, brought a nigga that's high I'm with I'm bad, hit you in your eye and your bitch Hit you when you're high, now you it, now you sit Hardcore baby, yeah Hot cars Stop call Rockstar What you know about it It's not for a baby, unless you weezy f baby And please say the baby when you say it mothafucka Chorus {Lil' Wayne} Come on, Ridin' in my wheel Late night Left palm on my steering wheel Red light Cops in my rearview But f*ck them 'cause I'm high Yeah, baby I'm so high Again, Ridin' in my wheel Late night Left palm on my steering wheel Red light Cops in my rearview But f*ck them 'cause I'm high Baby, I'm so, high Verse 2 {Birdman} See, we ride for flames nigga A g to my name nigga I dos thing nigga I'm gettin the change nigga So who's to blame nigga About the game nigga They say I did it So f*ck them niggaz I gave the plan nigga I gave the game nigga I'm doin my thangs Still f*ck them niggaz I know the lane nigga I know the pain nigga I know the famous Still f*ck them niggaz Shh.. nigga Yeeah, we chillin with them bithces on us Riiide the nigga, while we countin down our hood riches Thinking about aaaall the hood niggaz Never got the chance to hit licks before them 6 fingers Nigga And if you've done it how we done it Nigga watch for the law 'cause we knew when they were commin. Nigga haaands up! And every summer, I had hummers nigga Spent a million dollars like it was nothin nigga Chorus {Lil' Wayne} Come on, Ridin' in my wheel Late night Left palm on my steering wheel Red light Cops in my rearview But f*ck them 'cause I'm high Yeah, baby I'm so high Again, Ridin' in my wheel Late night Left palm on my steering wheel Red light Cops in my rearview But f*ck them 'cause I'm high Baby, I'm so, high Verse 3 {Lil' Wayne} Check it And no fisher can And no nigga want F*ck with me Play with me, no 'cause I Got meet, fo sho, And I, got these, To blow, fo sho, Come up Now if you feel me, put your guns in the air Pull 'em out and let the playa hate us before he stare Bang, that, mothafucka Pop, that, mothafucka Yeah! fall back young man who Weezy baby, a hundred gran, you understand Your wife would be fittin me perfect, exactly Change fallin' off my ass Pocket cash showin', Rock 'n' roll We can rock to my bed, yeah Clothes have you shoppin Patrone, have a glass yeah Wow, now she hot Not its on, now she's bad I let her clothes strap While she gone to my bed And I'm gone to my bed, right behind her Got a couple questions and that pussy I tend to go and find it and I might find her if I hit her right behind her I get her how I got her Now she diggin my piscana Shit, like a virgin But like, madonna I don't, believe her at all I'm just tryna roger Until, things fall off But we good This is cash money, young money Get it understood Chorus {Lil' Wayne} Come on, Ridin' in my wheel Late night Left palm on my steering wheel Red light Cops in my rearview But f*ck them 'cause I'm high Yeah, baby I'm so high Again, Ridin' in my wheel Late night Left palm on my steering wheel Red light Cops in my rearview But f*ck them 'cause I'm high Baby, I'm so, high |
Who Wrote High By Baby?
Boris Williams, Perry Bamonte, Porl Thompson, Robert James Smith, Simon Gallup
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