Paul Wall - High as Me paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson High as Me - Paul Wall



Ahh ha ha ha
Don't make me mad
Smoking that satellite og gas
Swag it out
Swag it out
Aye
Aye
That's what I'm smoking on
Aye
A UFO I'm seeing things, I'm really clingy
Smoking on some stupid green
Pockets filled, 100 things (bitch)
Smoking on some stupid green
You ain't high as me, bitch, you ain't high as me
A UFO I'm seeing things, I'm really clingy
Smoking on some stupid green
Pockets filled, 100 things (bitch)
Smoking on some stupid green
You ain't high as me, bitch, you ain't high as me
Let me blunt up then I spark
I open my mouth, shit light to the dark
King of the parking lot, when I park
I'm chain smoking blunts back to back like Newports
I'm in my new Porsche
I just got back from New York
I got kilos and satellite and drink by the quart
I need every single dollar, don't come up short
Cuz your excuses to yourself, they quite good I'm sure
Hahahaha
Don't Make me laugh
You swore it was some gas but it smoke like trash
I'm a cannibus connoisseur quite fast
I think I left some skeet on your girl
I'm with my partner Baby Bash
Smoking big weed
Front row, courtside at The Big Three
Higher than a satellite, ya Fendi
Lift off, quick speed, you ain't high as me
Bitch, please
A UFO I'm seeing things, I'm really clingy
Smoking on some stupid green
Pockets filled, 100 things (bitch)
Smoking on some stupid green
You ain't high as me, bitch, you ain't high as me
A UFO I'm seeing things, I'm really clingy
Smoking on some stupid green
Pockets filled, 100 things (bitch)
Smoking on some stupid green
You ain't high as me, bitch, you ain't high as me
Get my drank cup then I sip
I go here to lick and then I split
I slide by with your bitch and she buys me shit
With your credit card, she swipe, why you wife that trick
You like that bitch, why are you rich
They say you can't buy real just buy me my kicks
Overtime, night shifts, you need to buy me these fits
My money, like it just rained and flooded the ditch
Hehehe oh that must be a joke
I do not smoke Reggie, oh no, sir no
I'm smoking turbo OG
Twisted up like a rope
With the little wax drizzle
I just roll up and smoke
I'm from muddy Texas
I put drink on ice
I'm dressed in ice, frostbit, bankroll nice
I'm a go getter for life, no, I don't buy hype
Leaning oh so slight and I light the satellites
A UFO I'm seeing things, I'm really clingy
Smoking on some stupid green
Pockets filled, 100 things (bitch)
Smoking on some stupid green
You ain't high as me, bitch, you ain't high as me
A UFO I'm seeing things, I'm really clingy
Smoking on some stupid green
Pockets filled, 100 things (bitch)
Smoking on some stupid green
You ain't high as me, bitch, you ain't high as me
OG



Writer(s): Paul Slayton


Paul Wall - Hall of Fame Hustler
Album Hall of Fame Hustler
date de sortie
10-09-2021




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