Higher Lyrics - Singles - The-dream

Look at your money 

Ooh momma, this could be you 

On the right side of this drop 

Ooh momma, throw it in reverse 

I call that back it up and drop a 

Baby, baby baby, baby baby 

Baby, baby baby, baby baby 

Baby, baby baby, baby baby 

Baby, baby baby, baby baby 

Ohh, girl I think that she like 

I got that shit that make niggas want fight 

I got that shit that make bitches act right 

Make bitches act out of spite, aiight 

Ohh momma, I got that bomb 

I got that shit make your ass go run 

My shit, not make niggas get guns 

But the white girls say, "Where you get that cool beat from?" 

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She love it (She love it) 

Every beat of the drum, she sprung 

She say I make her wanna touch it 

She love it (She love it) 

She make me wanna touch it 

I love it (I love it) 

We buzzin', yeah 

Higher than a motherfucker 

Higher than a motherfucker 

Higher than a motherfucker, yeah 

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Yeah, I've been known to chase 'em 

Known to replace 'em 

Shoe game outta this world, I outer space 'em 

Known to have a hundred and one, like Dalmatians 

Maybe if she special enough, I'll glass case her 

Get caught cheating and I gotta let you stick me up 

Let you shop 'til you drop as a pick-me-up 

Bergdorf bandit, Barney's for the burglary 

But these bands lit the whole store like Hercules 

Get raunchy in Givenchy, my palm reads 

Passports Pinot Noir in arm's reach 

Paddle shiftin', push-button, no car keys 

The pent houses are poolside with palm trees 

She love it (She love it) 

Every beat of the drum, she sprung 

She say I make her wanna touch it 

She love it (She love it) 

She make me wanna touch it 

I love it (I love it) 

We buzzin', yeah 

Higher than a motherfucker 

Higher than a motherfucker 

Higher than a motherfucker, yeah 

Uh, one-two one-two guess who back again 

Uh, Harlem in this-what? Yeezy let Manhattan in 

Get my mic right, turn my levels up 

Get the light right, turn my bezel up 

You either bounce on it, go 'head throw your mouth on it 

So many ghosts in my garage they think my house haunted 

Long as my buckle say Hermes, the rumors I'm not concerned with 

They wanna garnish my earnings before I send it I burn it 

You know them people too convinced that my money's gettin' rinsed 

Her Loubis seven inch, they TMZ me through my tint 

I bumped into Loon he like, "Well, as-salamu alaykum" 

You know I ain't Muslim my nigga, I'm about my bacon 

The shot niggas takin' you'd think I'm rollin' 'round with Reagan 

A Mexican landscape and come rake in what I'm makin' 

Think you blew me up with your bougie butt 

But you ain't slow me up, I'm on the charts, you move me up 

I'm like a drug overlord, my jewelry's overboard 

It's hard to believe dollar sign e-even know the Lord 

Already wrote it off, so just ignore the cost 

So when I'm rollin' off I'm showin' off with no remorse 

Shamone! 

She love it (She love it) 

Every beat of the drum, she sprung 

She say I make her wanna touch it 

She love it (She love it) 

She make me wanna touch it 

I love it (I love it) 

We buzzin', yeah 

Higher than a motherfucker 

Higher than a motherfucker 

Higher than a motherfucker, yeah 

Bitch hold smoke longer 

Choke hold so strong, broke your armor 

Now you're wide open right? 

You ain't even smokin' right 

Bitch hold the smoke 

Cough hope, Harpo 

Gotcha knocked out, now you know you're smokin' loud 

You're higher than a motherfucker 

High in this bitch, high as a motherfucker 

I'm high and this bitch fine as a motherfucker 

I'm high as a motherfucker 

I hear sirens, she dying in this motherfucker 

Moment of silence for this motherfucker 

I'm just higher than a motherfucker 

I'm higher than a motherfucker 

I'm higher than a mother