| Let me take you higher
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| And let you know how you should feel
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| Let me take you higher
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| And let you know how you should feel
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| A cloud of smoke in the coupe
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| Vocal dope in the booth
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| Every grip bing true (true)
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| That’s why I get the loot
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| That’s how I can get you
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| Admit that I know what did it
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| You seen me swerving in it
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| Balled out with a high percentage
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| Range like Reggie Miller but I handle like Iverson
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| I should probably drop my own tenni’s
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| Score points and get fly with 'em
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| Joints rolled with the fire in 'em
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| Said she trying to take it to the moon
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| We ain’t even got to leave the room
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| Don’t tell me you fuck with the shrooms
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| My little brother pulling up soon
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| Said he had a batch that was cool
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| Just let me know what you’re trying to do
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| Imma go roll up another one
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| The Doors playing Waiting For the Sun
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| With the doors on the Wraith opened up
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| Now I see what they’re hating on
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| You should get your paper, what you waiting on
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| Let me take you higher
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| And show you how you should feel
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| Let me take you higher
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| And show you how you should feel
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| Let me take you higher
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| And show you how you should feel
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| Let me take you higher
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| And show you how you should feel
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| Let me take you
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| Let me take you higher
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| And show you how you should feel |