| Rozay...Wiz...Roll up ladies and gentleman...Spitta [Curren$y:] You think you got the bond cause I rolled you a joint? I smoke with all mine, baby girl whats your point? Don't front You in the back of a long line Trying to get in cause only members inside Trees get twisted up like fingers and gang signs Purple kushes broke my fall I fell from a grape vine Super high, from the free throw line I'm Drexler status, glide, ducking espionage Many jelous eyes scrutinize the rise But the jets in the house like the curtains and the blinds. It hurts to see me shine that's why they frowning all the time In they internet videos digital see befores Angry orangutan I'm arranging my sneakers I'm the action on the court You the gum stuck to the bleachers I think I'm Paul Pierce, I think I'm Rondo High off the headband you dying on that hydro Cuz we are.... we are.... super hiiiigh Ooh yeah, ooh yeah [Wiz Khalifa:] I thought of this fresh off a bong rip My bitch next to me, getting undressed for me Running bath water playing her favorite songs while I get another one lit Don't usually smoke at all but you say tonight you'll take a hit that's understood From the smell and by what I payed, you know its good. Them niggas with me, they from the hood Now 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 try When the paparazzi flash I be countin all this cash Plotin a million and how to ... |
