Planez Lyrics - Late Nights: The Album - Jeremih

This one goes out to all sides world wide 

Let that playa ass nigga Thumpy be your guide 

As we go on a ride where playa hatin' killers and hood niggas thrive 

And lame mah'fuckers can barely survive 

Catch me rollin' through the city, ridin' with the top off 

Man, my whip so big when you in it, fuck around and get lost 

Told my bitch to let her hair down, what this shit cost? 

Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life right now, I hope it ain't talk, no 

I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? Let's take a trip 

Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" on a blimp? 

Tell her be free, baby spread your wings 

Got your legs in the sky like a plane, let me guide that, I'm the pilot 

Can't nobody see you, 30 thousand feet 

On your knees in them Prada's, makin' freaky shit come up out her 

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Get high baby roll one, cloud nine 'bout to go up 

Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence get when we turn up 

When we land we can roll out 

Show you somethin' you ain't know about 

Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out 

I got you in the air, your body in the air, how it feel up here? 

You can scream as loud as you want, loud as you can 

And ain't nobody gonna hear 

Would you like it better if I hit the west coast? 

Tell me, if you 'bout that life right now, I hope it ain't talk 

I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? Let's take a trip 

Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" on a blimp? 

Tell her be free, baby spread your wings 

Got your legs in the sky like a plane, let me guide that, I'm the pilot 

Can't nobody see you, 30 thousand feet 

On your knees in them Prada's, makin' freaky shit come up out her 

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Get high baby roll one, cloud nine 'bout to go up 

Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence get when we turn up 

When we land we can roll out 

Show you somethin' you ain't know about 

Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out 

Cole World, I got it, I got it, I got it, listen 

You need a nigga that's gon' come over and dig you out 

You need a nigga that you know is not gon' run his mouth 

You need a nigga when he done probably gon' put you out 

You need a nigga that's gon' put it in your mouth 

Dick so big it's like a foot is in yo' mouth 

And y'ain't babysitting, but my kids all on yo' couch 

And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you nasty 

Both graduated so fuck keepin' it classy 

Look, they love me in the Chi like MJ 

They love me in the Chi like Oprah 

No nigga could block, not even Dikembe 

Compared to Cole, boy, you're softer than a sofa 

And so far my new shit's so fire, nigga, check my profile 

Who you know make waves in the low tide? 

Deebo'ed yo' bitch, now she both ours 

Nigga, little brown liquor in my liver, pretty brown thing in my bed 

Been a long time since I had to ask for head, so god damn don't make me beg 

But I will if I need to cuh for real, girl, I need you 

I could put you on a flight, we could take off tonight 

If you scared of heights, shit I got a pill I could feed you, Cole 

I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? Let's take a trip 

Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" on a blimp?