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high - b.o.b lyrics

high, high, high [x4]

so high, what’s beneath me, i can’t even call it high
like ticket 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 motherf-cker means i’m balling
so next time you take shots keep an extra cartridge
n-gg-rs handcuffing hoes like the police department
you think you flying but you really falling
you just ain’t hit the concrete yet n-gg-r, 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?
f-ck it, i turn crabs in the bucket to a buffet
and beef to a filet that’s a full-course entrã©e
and girl i turn that avocado to some guacomole
so spanish girls ole, we can skip the foreplay
roll up some good hay 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 sh-t, you run down

… blowing whistles like please get the sun down
meanwhile 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 manytrees don’t need no shades
living that stamp life, i think my p-ssport need more sp-ce
haha, it’s b-o-b-o b-tch!
so don’t, don’t get mad when your girl come up to me in public like…
just keep it movin’ brah
all you hater, i don’t even wanna hear no
i don’t even know why i gotta smoke for man
it’s like i just can’t even get (high), not even a little bit, (high) at all!
but still man, you know how i do it
grand hustle in the building
tip coming home soon so you know it’s a problem!
i’m gone… i’m finna go get (high)

- b o b lyrics

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