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 nigga, but there lies a killer behind the flesh

Bossy nigga, 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 nigga 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 fuck 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 fuck them cause I'm high

That's right, baby I'm so high

[Birdman]

Yeah nigga, yeah, one hundred, one hundred

Yeah

[Verse 2: Birdman]

See we ride for flame nigga, a G to my name nigga

I do's my thang nigga, I'm gettin' this change nigga

So who's to blame nigga, about the game nigga

They said I did it, so fuck them niggas

I gave the plan nigga, I gave the game nigga

I'm doin my thang, and still, fuck them niggas

I know the lane nigga, I know the pain nigga

I know the fame, and still, fuck them niggas

Nigga, yeah we chillin' with them bitches on us

Holla nigga, 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 nigga

Watch for the law, cause we knew when it was comin' nigga

And every summer had Hummer's nigga

Spent a million dollars like it wasn't nothin' nigga

[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 fuck 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 fuck 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 nigga won't

Fuck 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 pussy

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 fuck 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 fuck them cause I'm high

That's right, baby I'm so high