Get Her High Lyrics - Singles - Ya Boy

[Chorus] 

I pull up on that girl like baby you like my wheels 

Come, hop up in my car, lets take a ride through the hills 

She's addicted to me because I get her high 

I get her high, I get her high 

I pull up on that girl like baby you like my wheels 

Come, hop up in my car, lets take a ride through the hills 

She's addicted to me because I get her high 

I get her high, I get her high 

[Ya Boy] 

Fast Living, fast women 

They like to dive in that money, look she back swimming 

She back grinning 

I'm cash spending (?) Rodeo Drive, 5th Ave'n it 

I'm not your average I'm well established 

And I can introduce you to good living and lavishness 

Establishments, flashy whips 

The baddest bitch, baby the man's a pimp 

Why me, rockstar in the flesh 

She never knew she had rockstars in the west 

I never knew Marciano could make a perfect dress 

How do you make it look like that, your the best 

J12 Chanel baby, that watch nice 

You know I'm famous, I put her in the spotlight 

Lets hit the night spot then I hit the spot right 

Get her in that thing and just go, no stop lights 

[Chorus] 

I pull up on that girl like baby you like my wheels 

Come, hop up in my car, lets take a ride through the hills 

She's addicted to me because I get her high 

I get her high, I get her high 

I pull up on that girl like baby you like my wheels 

Come, hop up in my car, lets take a ride through the hills 

She's addicted to me because I get her high 

I get her high, I get her high 

[Ya boy] 

I do my thing from the Range to the planes 

I can't say that since I got money I've been the same 

Sushi dinners, Miami summers 

New York Winters, I'm a big spender 

I get Louie delivered, Gucci flown in 

We flew out, got our iPhone roaming 

You knew how I did her, n-gga just check her twitter 

I bet a million she say the rockstar with her 

Yeah, lets hit Sunset before the sun sets 

She ask what's next, well, baby I love sex 

Rough sex, Wild sex, hot sex, 'bout sex 

We in the bedroom banging like gunplay 

Girl you taste like an ice cream sundae 

We can wake up in the morning, do it all over 

We in the fast lane until they pull the car over 

[Chorus] 

I pull up on that girl like baby you like my wheels 

Come, hop up in my car, lets take a ride through the hills 

She's addicted to me because I get her high 

I get her high, I get her high 

I pull up on that girl like baby you like my wheels 

Come, hop up in my car, lets take a ride through the hills 

She's addicted to me because I get her high 

I get her high, I get her high 

[Wiz Khalifa] 

Got her choice of any drug, she said I'm her favourite though 

(?) enough to go around, said she like to face it though 

Just like a lady, drive Mercedes, got your own 

So how can I be a bad influence, Miss we grown 

You sending me pics with nothing but them Vicky's on 

Sidekick sex, we iPhone bone 

Butter taste it so she take it all the way down her throat 

I'll make you famous, call you Miss but not an Oh, oh, oooh 

And if ya n-gga got a problem, tell him see us, see us 

She smell our aroma, sweet as California 

Calling me her medicine, higher than she ever been 

It was better than the weekend with the stars 

Well, rou can have it all, get the dream house with the car 

You and your girls, day spa, getting foot massages 

Lot of rock n roll, sex and the drugs... 

[Chorus]