B.o.B feat. Wiz Khalifa - High As Hell paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson High As Hell - B.o.B , Wiz Khalifa




I woke up in the morning
I woke up in the morning
I woke up in the morning
I woke up in the morning high as hell
I woke up in the morning high as hell
I woke up in the morning high as hell
I woke up in the morning high as hell
Still faded, but nigga can't you tell?
Can't you tell? Nigga can't you tell?
I woke up in the morning high as hell
Can't you tell? Nigga can't you tell?
I woke up in the morning high as hell
I woke up this morning so high
I'll probably never get low
R. Kelly, I think I can fly
But this is as high as it go
I can't recall being sober
Cause that was a trillion hours ago
You say you wanna get higher than me
Well you got a billion miles to go
Nigga this stone age
Roll up and put it in rotation
My dro potent, it makes your face
Until I'm poor baby like an old lady
So faded like some Old Navy in an old basement
With my OG that's fresh off of probation
I bang bang, you be ho saving
Ran in your ho like a home invasion
When I hit up my dealer I'm so impatient
I be high as hell and it ain't no debating
I know the answer to the whole equation
Always baking like a local bakery
We pass it around like a roller skating rink
I go to the club, they stay open late for me
Just rolled up a blunt and it's motivating me
I woke up in the morning high as hell
I woke up in the morning high as hell
I woke up in the morning high as hell
Still faded, but nigga can't you tell?
Can't you tell? Nigga can't you tell?
I woke up in the morning high as hell
Can't you tell? Nigga can't you tell?
I woke up in the morning high as hell
Woke up in the morning
Grab some weed, a joint and rolled it
Put some cheese eggs on my stomach
I don't need it, bitch I want it
Crib in California, got a villa in the tropics
I put some Converse on my feet
And told my bitch let's get this money
One joint, fourteen grams, that's a half
Blow torch on the nail, that's a dab
Space cakes, M2O, I'm getting blow
Butter in a G pen, man I'm stoned
One hit of this wax got him high
He don't wanna say it
Tried to call my phone but I'm gone
Me and Bobby Ray
I'm smoking kush today
Tomorrow I'm on straight shatter
Hardcore butter, looking like some cake batter
It make me think better
Fucking up, you're dead wrong
Rasta told me fat rips make the dread long
I took a dab, passed out, fly as hell
I woke up in the morning high as hell
I woke up in the morning high as hell
I woke up in the morning high as hell
I woke up in the morning high as hell
Still faded, but nigga can't you tell?
Can't you tell? Nigga can't you tell?
I woke up in the morning high as hell
Can't you tell? Nigga can't you tell?
I woke up in the morning high as hell
In the sky, Superman
Am I high? Yes I am
I done lost my mind
I done lost my mind
I done lost my mind
I done lost my mind
In the sky, ceiling fan
Purple haze, Afghanistan
I done lost my mind
I done lost my mind
I done lost my mind
I done lost my mind
I woke up in the morning high as hell
I woke up in the morning high as hell
I woke up in the morning high as hell
Still faded, but nigga can't you tell?
Can't you tell? Nigga can't you tell?
I woke up in the morning high as hell
Can't you tell? Nigga can't you tell?
I woke up in the morning high as hell



Writer(s): CAMERON THOMAZ, CLARENCE MONTGOMERY, BOBBY RAY SIMMONS, JAMIESON XAVIER JONES



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