High

High
Ohhhwe, ten mins classic daddy, what you know about that?
Cash Money, Young Money, haha, Weezy Wee, where ya at wit' it daddy?
Shit, please believe it
[Lil Wayne]
We back
Yea, the flow won't leave him
I promise baby, I'm in my song
Wizzle, c'mon, wha

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
One-ninety proof, sub-nine in a shiny coupe
Up-towners inside the booth, shut down anybody who
Come 'round with a lolly gag, leave found in a body bag
Legs stiff, toes green, give him a title tag
Flossy ni***, but there lies a killer behind the flesh
Bossy ni***, so presidential thanks to my dad
Gotta add, how I got four states to call a pad
I'm mad as a mothafucker, why? I'm rich!
Buy a bag brotha, get a ni*** high, I'm lit
I'm bad, I, hit'chu in ya eye and ya bitch
I, hit'cha where ya hide, now ya it, ah, now ya sick
Hot Boy baby, yea, hot cars, stock car, rock star
What'cha know about it? It's not four baby's
Unless ya Weezy F Baby
And, please say the Baby when say it, mothafucker
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Ridin' in my wheels, late nite
Left arm on the steerin' wheel
Red light, cops in my rear-view
But f*** them cause I'm high
Yeah, yeah, baby I'm so high
Uh huh, again

Ridin' in my wheels, late nite
Left arm on the steerin' wheel
Red light, cops in my rear-view
But f*** them cause I'm high
That's right, baby I'm so high
[Birdman]
Yeah ni***, yeah, one hundred, one hundred
Yeah
[Verse 2: Birdman]
See we ride for flame ni***, a G to my name ni***
I do's my thang ni***, I'm gettin' this change ni***
So who's to blame ni***, about the game ni***
They said I did it, so f*** them niggas
I gave the plan ni***, I gave the game ni***
I'm doin my thang, and still, f*** them niggas
I know the lane ni***, I know the pain ni***
I know the fame, and still, f*** them niggas
Nigga, yeah we chillin' with them bitches on us
Holla ni***, while we countin' our hood riches
Thinkin' bout all the hood niggas
Never got a chance to hit lic's for them six figures
Nigga, and if you doin' it how we done it ni***
Watch for the law, cause we knew when it was comin' ni***
And every summer had Hummer's ni***
Spent a million dollars like it wasn't nothin' ni***

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
C'mon
Ridin' in my wheels, late nite
Left arm on the steerin' wheel
Red light, cops in my rear-view
But f*** them cause I'm high
Yeah, yeah, baby I'm so high
Uh huh, again
Ridin' in my wheels, late nite
Left arm on the steerin' wheel
Red light, cops in my rear-view
But f*** them cause I'm high
That's right, baby I'm so high
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Yo, check it
And no bitch can't, and no ni*** won't
F*** with me, play with me, no
Cause I got me fo' sho'
And I got D's to blow, fo' sho'
Come on, now if ya feel me put'cha guns in the air
Pull 'em out, and let the playa haters know that it's there
Bang that mothafucker, and pop that mothafucker
Yeah, fall back young man, who?
Weezy Baby, a hundred grand, ya understand?
Yeah, wife beater fittin' me perfect, exactly
Jeans fallin' off my ass, pocket cash showin'
Rock n' roll, we can rock to my pad, yeah
Cold Saki shots, chilled Petrone, half a glass, yeah
Whoa, now she hot, now it's on, now she bent
I let her clothes drop, while she goin' to my bed
And I'm goin to my bed right behind her
Got a couple questions in her pu***
I picked the night to find 'em
And, I might define 'em if, I hit from right behind her
And get her how I got her, now she diggin' my persona
She, like a virgin, but, like Madonna
I don't believe her at all, I'm just tryna ride ya
Until the seats fall off, but we good
This is Cash Money, Young Money, get it understood

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
C'mon
Ridin' in my wheels, late nite
Left arm on the steerin' wheel
Red light, cops in my rear-view
But f*** them cause I'm high
Yeah, yeah, baby I'm so high
Yeah, again
Ridin' in my wheels, late nite
Left arm on the steerin' wheel
Red light, cops in my rear-view
But f*** them cause I'm high
That's right, baby I'm so high