ft jay z the dream - high art (ft. jay-z) - the-dream lyrics
[intro]
i’m tired of talkin’ ’bout it – let’s do this
girl, i’m missin’ you like b-tches miss my music
and i swear i can’t wait to drop ya
hit your body with that yopper
hit your body with that yopper
then get high…
i make love to my girl and i get high with my n-gg-s
i make love to my girl and i get high with my n-gg-s
i make love to my girl and i get high with my n-gg-s
i make love to my girl and i get high with my n-gg-s
[verse 1]
my n-gg-s, my n-gg-s…
hit my man, he’s got that purp (my n-gg-)
this dry–ss blunt we gon’ make that work (turn up)
my n-gg-s – who got that fire, who got that fire? (turn up)
my n-gg-s – stop playing, n-gg-, p-ss that lighter (turn up)
my n-gg- – he’s got hundreds, we’ve got hundreds (aye)
half a bean, we’ve got money (hey)
my n-gg- – 2 live crew, shorty, get it, get it (turn up)
too high crew, shorty, hit it, hit it
[hook]
i make love to my girl and i get high with my n-gg-s
i make love to my girl and i get high with my n-gg-s
i make love to my girl and i get high with my n-gg-s
i make love to my girl and i get high with my n-gg-s
burn up… burn up… burn up…
turn up… turn up… turn up…
i make love to my girl and i get high with my n-gg-s
i make love to my girl and i get high with my n-gg-s
[verse 2]
my n-gg-s – they on that lean, they on that lean
my n-gg-s – b-tch best not put that in my drink
my n-gg-s – let it blow, let it blow
stop cuffing, let it go, let it go
my n-gg- – he’s got hundreds, we’ve got hundreds (aye)
my n-gg- – master p, we’ve got money (hey)
my n-gg- – 2 live crew, shorty, get it, get it (turn up)
too high crew, shorty, hit it, hit it
[hook]
[verse 3: jay-z]
sky high with ty ty
g-feezy to j breezy
castro to cabo with og
then i’m back home to my bb
police escorts at the all-star
and the superbowl, i don’t need a h-rn
h-rn? bb i’m too on
my n-gg-s don’t do traffic…
how ironic, all we used to do is traffic
and it was “drop me off at my girl’s house”
“at one o’clock, pick me back up”
you know she gon’ try to train a n-gg-
before i step up in the club
would’ve drove my own v
she be tryna take a n-gg- keys
she know them hoes be on a n-gg-
she ain’t even tryna let a n-gg- leave
you just wanna be around ’em, that’s these b-tches, she say
f-ck them hoes, i’m just stuntin’ with my n-gg-s
he said…
[hook]
[outro]
i make love to my girl, ooh…
then i get high with my n-gg-s…
i make love to my girl, ooh…
then i get high with my n-gg-s…
i love her, that’s no doubt
hit that then smoke out, yeah…
high with my n-gg-s…
i’m on her, she’s on me
then we od like we ogs, yeah…
i get high with my n-gg-s…
she hold me ’cause she’s down for it
and this sh-t got me paranoid, yeah…
high with my n-gg-s…
my girl and that white girl
and she really on that white, girl
she really on that white girl
high with my n-gg-s…
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