Lyrics Pharrell - 09Troup

I get high like for real
All these bitches do, lie like for real
Are you even on my side, for real
Is this ho even my type, for real
Gotta know, I don't buy unless it's sealed
Put the pill on the light check it's real
She got molly inside of her, yea
They inside of that hottie to kill

These shorts came from Italy
I be where they last saw J.F.Kennedy
All that talking she doing don't interest me
I been money perusing since beginning
I hop with dat, leave a bleeding man
Marni me, my feet look like I eat from branch
Why you mad at me she's a eater fam
Needles these stripes, no adidas pants
Why she wanna be with me everyday
Ok come on but I don't want no complaints
You gotta know she ain't a saint
Came cross the gang now she ain't the same
I left her body like wedding cake
She think she doing sumn burning sage
I went big body just for the day
I'm with the safehousemusic gang

I get high like for real
All these bitches do, lie like for real
Are you even on my side, for real
Is this ho even my type, for real
Gotta know, I don't buy unless it's sealed
Put the pill on the light check it's real
She got molly inside of her, yea
They inside of that hottie to kill

I get high like for real
All these bitches do, lie like for real
Are you even on my side, for real
Is this ho even my type, for real
Gotta know, I don't buy unless it's sealed
Put the pill on the light check it's real
She got molly inside of her, yea
They inside of that hottie to kill