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Higher Lyrics

[Chorus x2]
Come here, I'm about to take you higher
We about to set this b**** on fire
Pour a little gas, spark up the lighter
You might not be the one, but you're the one I desire
What up girl, tell me how you're feelin
You look sweet enough to make a n**** need a fillin
If you got a man, do that n**** need a fill in
She said looks kill and I'm tryna make a killin
God willing I'll be chillin on a boat n****
Love is a gamble and I ain't dealing with no broke n****
Down in Miami with a super hoe team
Trying to bag a brother with a Super Bowl ring
or she down in Dallas at the All-star game spittin all-star game
Tryna get a n**** with an all-star name
Something like James, something like Wade
If you something like paid you can f*** tonight
Yeah she sayin f*** some nice J's
What about your life savings? Won't spend her life slavin
So she graduated rich n**** wife training
and if you got money, man her head is amazing

[Chorus x2]

What up girl, tell me how you been
Haven't seen you since the 12th grade, even back then
thought you was a cutie though your bootie mad thin
But you done got thicker on a n****, god d***
Hey now, I got a thang for you
It's been a long time comin I should hang with you
Cause see way back I thought to f*** with you was impossible
Count your baby daddy's now, two and a possible
You still go it though, yeah you still got it though
Girl your body lookin like a f****** pot of gold
Got your mean little walk with a model pose
You got your hair did, you got designer clothes

You still got it though, yeah you still got it though
You got your nails did, d*** girl you're on a roll
Do you give brains, did you make the honor roll?
Don't worry about your man, baby he ain't gotta know
[Chorus x2]

Hey I get bored so fast that they won't last
But girl you're special like I met you in the slow class
Cause yo a** got my feigning for you so far
My life is like a movie, would you be my co-star like Halle Berry?
Your old n**** act like a b**** like Tyler Perry
You caught him down in Memphis cheating like Calipari

I see that you like to stay up on your ESPN
If your mind is on s**, then you must got ESP then
Had a crush from way back, I wasn't VIP then
but I was plottin on you. I really wish I had got to know you
Before we grew up and I blew up with these benjamins
That way I know for sure that you love is really genuine
Is you my homie? Well show me what kind of friend you is
What if it's phony and only cause I can give you ends
Too late for turning back. f*** it, we continuing
Get your a** in that position I like to bend you in

[Chorus x 2]
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