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My High (Edit)
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Da-dum bum, ba-num Yeah Uh-huh, yeah (Yes sir, hey, yes sir) Yeah Look You was there standing all night Your heartbeat matching with the lights Your boyfriend got you super tight You want a baller so you bother me in spite b*t*h, don't f**k up my high, my high, my high Please don't f**k up my high, my high, my high (Please don't, please) Please don't f**k up my high, my what? My high (Please don't, please) Please don't f**k up my high, my— Every day, Aminé gon' ball So you know I make the hoes say, "Hey" f**kin' n***as up until the beat get played (Oh) Shawty wanna f**k until she get saved (Ah) Club promoters wanna act like they know me (Uh) Club promoters wanna be my homies (Uh) Bad news, n***a, you ain't really the homie (No) Bad news, n***a, you ain't really the homie (Woo) b*t*h, I'll leave you by your lonely (Yeah) L-I-E and then you're back on your lonely (Yeah) f**k with me and now you always horny (Yeah) f**k with him and now you want more money (Ooh) Corny n***as get no love Corny b*t*hes get no love Thinks I'm wrong, maybe it's them drugs Sike, it's you and we singing to the club, like You was there standing all night (Oh, true) Your heartbeat matching with the lights (True blue) Your boyfriend got you super tight (Oh, you tight) You want a baller so you bother me in spite (Let's go) b*t*h, don't f**k up my high, my high, my high Please don't f**k up my high, my high, my high Please don't f**k up my high, my what? My high Please don't f**k up my high, my— Ah, don't f**k up my high Please don't f**k up my high Please don't f**k up my high You do it like, the minimum, the minimum The minimum, the minimum The minimum, the minimum Are you mad? Must be out of your mind (Woo) You look so sad, have a spliff, get high (Ah) She bad, yeah, she racking up ten lines Come and take a walk on the wild side And I bet nobody f**king up my vibe Ain't nobody take the bump out my stride And the man don't dance, got too much pride When we raise our glass, he go glass in the eye Eye for an eye make the whole world blind Don't f**k up my high High as Hell with your YSL Drip's on, looking like a Mademoiselle See you pretty in pink, can I tickle you pink? Like, can I have a look at your caramel? Tell your boyfriend, "Gonna be home late" Spend your money like a tax rebate You was there standing all night (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Your heartbeat matching with the lights (Oh) Your boyfriend got you super tight (Uh-huh) You want a baller so you bother me in spite b*t*h, don't f**k up my high, my high, my high Please don't f**k up my high, my high, my high Please don't f**k up my high, my what? My high Please don't f**k up my high, my— Ah, don't f**k it up (Haha) I got energy, energy Energy, energy, b*t*h I got energy, energy
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