thought that we were higher than God Castles and scars align View of the tape head crime I thought that we were higher than God
Traduction: Roi X. Plus haut que Dieu.
higher than {Giraffe tits} I'm-I'm just checkin' out my draft picks, ass is mad shit Can slow mo through {3D with no glasses} Slower than a turtle, a
Every other city we go Things just ain't what I used to know Things just ain't what I used to know [Verse 2: B.o.B] Yeah, well these niggas salty High
dig you. Let em talk, let 'em say what they want to say" And fellas, you must know too that the ladies, God bless their sweet little souls, ladies happen to be God
CHORUS] Cause you take me higher, than I've ever, ever known give me good feeling, like a king and queen on a throne cause you take me higher, further than
The Claims You Sam Kinnison You Just Screaming Names My Brother My Partner For Real Like The Wayans Plus Everything In Live In Living Color High Rise
tell by the body language you frontin' And it take a little more than lettin' ya pants sag Ya sand bag, tryna jump on the band wag I'll put the red dot on you like a Japan flag You need some high
on the lady Triple gold these four tires on the whip Young Carter sliding out I'm flyer than the whip Yeah, higher than an angel, or hotter than the devil
crew?,, black and grey, we the Raiders Diamonds in my ear, please baby these are lasers, haters Front on me? Huh, I doubt it punk Pop the trunk, my goons, high
do we keep strangling life Wound this earth Crucify it's soul Though it's plain to see This world is heavenly Be God's glow We could fly so high
Then why do we keep strangling life Wound this earth Crucify it's soul Though it's plain to see This world is heavenly Be God's glow We could fly so high
I'm sayin? Hows a motherf**ker half my motherf**kin size gettin paid more than me? You understand me? I'm gettin half of the money and I'm taller than
roll dogg pick me up wit weed lets hit the road dawg you blew up wit the hood rat the FUCK u break the code fo!? god damn i think that im high too
Go Again Eyes A Lil Lower I Be Four To On When I'm Three One Oh In It High Grade Karma Pass Me The Ganja I Swear To God I Hit It Like I'm Gracie Ablaba
my bitches Can't get my lyrics I don't give five shits come get with my skrilla Killa I roller cheese blazed High as fuck and feelin great I thought I was out Atlanta But God