- Votes:
- Composers:
- Tristan Jones
- Bryan Williams
- Dwayne Carter
 
- See also:
Birdman - High lyrics
{Lil' Wayne}
We back 
Yeah.. 
The flow's on me and i promise baby 
I'm in my zone 
Wizzle, come on.. 
Verse 1 {Lil' Wayne}
One 90 proof 
Subline in my shiny coop 
Uptown is inside the pool 
Shot down anybody who 
Come round with a loli gat 
Leave around with the body bag 
Legs stiff, toes green 
Give him a title tag 
Flossy niggaz but realize 
Hes a killa behind the flash 
Bossy nigga 
So presidential, thanks to my dad 
Gotta ask how i got 4 takes to call me bad 
I'm mad as a mothafucka, why im rich 
Brought a bag, brought a nigga that's high im with 
I'm bad, hit you in your eye and your bitch 
Hit u when youre high, now you it, now you sit 
Hardcore baby, yeah 
Hot cars 
Stop call 
Rockstar 
What you know about it 
It's not for a baby, unless you weezy f baby 
And please say the baby when you say it mothafucka 
Chorus {Lil' Wayne} 
Come on, 
Ridin' in my wheel 
Late night 
Left palm on my steering wheel 
Red light 
Cops in my rearview 
But fuck them cuz im high 
Yeah, baby im so high 
Again, 
Ridin' in my wheel 
Late night 
Left palm on my steering wheel 
Red light 
Cops in my rearview 
But fuck them cuz im high 
Baby, im so, high 
Verse 2 {Birdman}
See, we ride for flames nigga 
A g to my name nigga 
I dos thing nigga 
I'm gettin the change nigga 
So whos to blame nigga 
About the game nigga 
They say i did it 
So fuck them niggaz 
I gave the plan nigga 
I gave the game nigga 
Im doin my thangs 
Still fuck them niggaz 
I know the lane nigga 
I know the pain nigga 
I know the famoust 
Still fuck them niggaz 
Shh.. nigga 
Yeeah, we chillin with them bithces on us 
Riiide the nigga, while we countin down our hood riches 
Thinking about aaaall the hood niggaz 
Never got the chance to hit licks before them 6 fingers 
Nigga 
And if youve done it how we done it 
Nigga watch for the law 
Cuz we knew when they were commin. 
Nigga haaands up! 
And every summer, i had hummers nigga 
Spent a million dollars like it was nothin nigga Birdman - High - http://motolyrics.com/birdman/high-lyrics.html
Chorus {Lil' Wayne}
Come on, 
Ridin' in my wheel 
Late night 
Left palm on my steering wheel 
Red light 
Cops in my rearview 
But fuck them cuz im high 
Yeah, baby im so high 
Again, 
Ridin' in my wheel 
Late night 
Left palm on my steering wheel 
Red light 
Cops in my rearview 
But fuck them cuz im high 
Baby, im so, high 
Verse 3 {Lil' Wayne}
Check it 
And no fisher can 
And no nigga want 
Fuck with me 
Play with me, no 
Cuz I 
Got meet, fo sho, 
And I, got these, 
To blow, fo sho, 
Come up 
Now if you feel me, put your guns in the air 
Pull 'em out and let the playa hate us before he stare 
Bang, that, mothafucka 
Pop, that, mothafucka 
Yeah! fall back young man who 
Weezy baby, a hundred gran, you understand 
Your wife would be fittin me perfect, exactly 
Change fallin' off my ass 
Pocket cash showin', 
Rock 'n' roll 
We can rock to my bed, yeah 
Clothes have you shoppin 
Patrone, have a glass yeah 
Wow, now she hot 
Not its on, now shes bad 
I let her clothes strap 
While she gone to my bed 
And I'm gone to my bed, right behind her 
Got a couple questions and that pussy 
I tend to go and find it and 
I might find her if i hit her right behind her 
I get her how i got her 
Now she diggin my piscana 
Shit, like a virgin 
But like, madonna 
I dont, believe her at all 
Im just tryna roger 
Until, things fall off 
But we good 
This is cash money, young money 
Get it understood 
Chorus {Lil' Wayne}
Come on, 
Ridin' in my wheel 
Late night 
Left palm on my steering wheel 
Red light 
Cops in my rearview 
But fuck them cuz im high 
Yeah, baby im so high 
Again, 
Ridin' in my wheel 
Late night 
Left palm on my steering wheel 
Red light 
Cops in my rearview 
But fuck them cuz im high 
Baby, im so, high








