Lyrics We Fly High - Jim Jones
I
wear
a
mean
dark
pair
of
shades
Aint
you
cant
see
my
eyes
unless
my
head
is
bent,
you
dig
We
fly
high,
No
Lie,You
know
this
(Ballin!)
Foreign
rides,
outside,
its
like
showbiz
(We
in
the
building)
We
stay
fly,
No
Lie,You
know
this
(Ballin!)
Hips
and
Thighs,
Oh
my,
Stay
focus
Ya
boy
gettin
paper
(Money),
I
buy
big
cars
(Foreign)
I
need
fly
rides
to
drive
in
my
garage
(Choose
1)
Stay
sky
high
(Twisted),
Fly
wit
the
stars
(Twinkle,Twinkle)
T
4?
Flights,
80
grand
large
(Ballin!)
So
we
lean
with
it,
pop
with
it
(Bankhead)
'Vertible
jones,
mean
with
the
top
listen
(Flossin)
I'm
sayin
clean
with
the
bottom?(Do
It)
I
Hop'd
out
saggy
jeans
and
my
rock
glistenin(BALLIN!)
But
I
spent
bout
8 grand
Mami
on
stage
doin
the
rain
dance
(I
think
she
like
me)
She
let
it
hit
the
floor,
made
it
pop
(What
Else!?)
Got
my
pedal
to
the
floor
screamin
fuck
the
cops(Do
It!)
We
fly
high,
No
Lie,You
know
this
(Ballin!)
Foreign
rides,
outside,
its
like
showbiz
(Girl)
We
fly
high,
No
Lie,You
know
this
(Ballin!)
Hips
and
Thighs,
Oh
my,
Stay
focus
Slow
Down,
Tonight
may
be
gone
tommorow
(One
Chance!)
So
I
speed
thu
life
like
theres
no
tommorow
(Speedin!)
100
g's
worth
of
ice
on
the
audermar?
(Flossy)
And
we
in
the
street
life
until
they
call
the
law
(Ballin!)
I
made
the
whip
get
naked
(What
Happen!?)
While
I
switch
gears,
Bitch
lookin
at
the
bracelet
(Got
Em)
Step
out,
show
me
what
your
all
about
Flashbacks
of
last
night
of
me
ballin
out
(Harlem!)
1 a.m.
we
was
at
the
club
(What
Happen!?)
2 a.m.
Ten
bottles
of
bub
(Money
ain't
a
thing)
And
about
3 somethin
I
was
thinkin
about
grub
So
I
stumbled
to
the
car,
threw
the
drinks
and
the
drugs
(Twisted)
We
fly
high,
No
Lie,You
know
this
(Ballin!)
Foreign
rides,
outside,
its
like
showbiz
(Girl)
We
stay
fly,
No
Lie,You
know
this
Hips
and
Thighs,
Oh
my,
Stay
focus
Nigga
could
you
buy
that
I
keep
20
in
the
pocket
(Light
Change)
Talk
a
buck
80
If
the
bentley
is
the
topic
(That
grey
poupon)
But
of
course
gotta
fly?
(Where?)
To
the
hood
to
roll
dice
on
the
side
of
the
curb
But
I
know
a
G
Bent'
may
sound
obsurd
(Get
Your
Money
Up)
Drive
80
up
Lennox
cause
I
got
an
urge
(Speedin)
The
rap
game
like
the
crack
game
Lifestyles,
rich
and
famous
livin
in
the
fast
lane
(Ballin!)
So
when
i
bleep
shorty
bleep
back
Lou
Vutton
Belt
where
im
keep
all
the
heat
strapped
I
beat
the
trial
over
rucker
(Lets
Do
It)
All
guns
loaded
in
the
back
motherfucker
(Dipset)
We
fly
high,
No
Lie,You
know
this
(Ballin!)
Foreign
rides,
outside,
its
like
showbiz
(We
in
the
building)
2x
(Girl)
We
stay
fly,
No
Lie,You
know
this
(Ballin!)
Hips
and
Thighs,
Oh
my,
Stay
focus
You
niggas
need
to
stay
focus
When
your
dealin
with
a
motherfuckin
G
You
know
my
name,
Jones,
One
Eye,
Capo
Status
Only
above
motherfucka
This
Dipset
ByrdGang
We
Born
To
Fly
Ya'll
know
the
rules
fall
back
or
fall
back
Someone
tell
my
bitch
summer
I'm
lookin
for
her
Ya
dig,
Another
day
another
dollar
Fast
life
fucker
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1 Intro
2 Pin the Tail
3 Pin the Tail
4 Mr Cool
5 We Fly High
6 Voicemail Skit
7 Voicemail Skit 2
8 Weather Man
9 Weatherman
10 Freekey Zekey Skit
11 My Life
12 Concrete Jungle
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