Take Me There Lyrics - Faith Evans

Uh 

Inhale this, clench your fist 

Then ya, feel the mist through the uterus 

Can ya, picture this? 

Life without me? Wake up, you're having bad dreams 

Cause ya fiend for a toke 

My crew tote Tocques and mink coats 

On the cell with the boat 

What you thought, get caught, get bailed out? 

Fuck the jailhouse, Hennessey on the rocks 

Is all we got as we sail out, entrepeneurs 

Cristal pourer, be glad we ain't takin' yours 

Boring huh? I'm warnin' ya 

Style waits for no bitch, I dream rich 

When I fuck with scratch and sniff 

Now I stacks the shit, and practice it 

So no bitch can tax the shit, miraculous 

So I can relax a bit, and get my dick licked 

Drugs, baby 

Haha 

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Need a little something that can take me there 

To a place that I can get away from 

My feelings so far away 

Somewhere with my head up in the clouds 

Suddenly it doesn't feel so loud 

So far, away, somewhere 

I got 'em 

Ayo, platinum choker, heavy smoker 

The gun toter, Barrack Obam' supporter 

Recently Hillary voter 

Smoking loud way up in the cloud 

Disappearing in my thoughts 

Disappearing from courts 

Yao Ming face, eyes chinky 

Kush got my breath stinky 

50 thousand large shine on my pinky 

Women lust me, they say I'm too ghetto 

They can't trust me, my timeline be filled with his bitch 

He wanna bust me, Mira Mira talk 

Coca Cola deals, big scales 

Doing different shit, Alaska 

SnapChatting at Wheels Donnie 

My prognosis is atrocious out the black wraith 

Fly shit, never down, I stay with some faith 

Ahh 

Need a little something that can take me there 

To a place that I can get away from 

My feelings so far away 

Somewhere with my head up in the clouds 

Suddenly it doesn't feel so loud 

So far, away, somewhere 

Dreamt of Ferraris and Ferragamos 

Raised on the streets, and married the marijuana 

Told the joint terminate my thoughts like Sarah Conner 

But it couldn't, but I smoked with Big, a badge of honor 

And Faith, what's fate? 

Light and 8th and I'm straight 

That's the morning 

But I'mma need a zip when it's late 

I used to sit on the crate 

But now I dip in the seats 

Of the Cherokee 

The therapy's a spliff to the face (huh?) 

I'm from the strain gang and the mean team 

Cut the lights, turn the beat on, let the pain bang 

Light the joint, the escape route 

You heard it from the Ghost 

But you should it hear it from Faith now 

Need a little something that can take me there 

To a place that I can get away from 

My feelings so far away 

Somewhere with my head up in the clouds 

Suddenly it doesn't feel so loud 

So far, away, somewhere 

Ayo Big, we got it 

We gon' hold baby-girl down, man 

Ay, ay, ay 

Talk now baby