August Alsina - Planes (Remix) lyrics

All in first cla** with the champagne Sorry lame n***as but you can’t hang Shawty say she f**ing with the campaign Tap me on the shoulder for the bang-bang All in first cla** with the champagne Sorry lame n***as but you can’t hang Shawty say she f**ing with the campaign Tap me on the shoulder for the bang-bang [Intro] This one goes out to all sides world wide Let that play a** n***a Thumpy be your guide As we go on a ride where playa hatin’ k**ers and hood n***as thrive And lame mah’f**ers can barely survive [Verse 1: Jeremih] Catch me rollin’ through the city Ridin’ with the top off Man, my whip so big when you in it f** around and get lost Told my b**h to let her hair down What this sh** costs? Tell me, baby, if you ’bout that life right now I hope it ain’t talk, no [Pre-Hook: Jeremih] 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? [Bridge: Jeremih] 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 sh** come up out her [Hook: Jeremih] Get high baby roll one, cloud nine ’bout to go up Lovin’ the feelin’ the turbulence girl 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 [Verse 2: Jeremih] 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 [Pre-Hook: Jeremih] 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? [Bridge: Jeremih] 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 sh** come up out her [Hook: Jeremih] Get high baby roll one, cloud nine ’bout to go up Lovin’ the feelin’ the turbulence girl 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 [Verse 3: J. Cole] Cole World, I got it, I got it, I got it, listen You need a n***a that’s gon’ come over and dig you out You need a n***a that you know is not gon’ run his mouth You need a n***a when he done probably gon’ put you out You need a n***a 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 f** keepin’ it cla**y Look, they love me in the Chi like MJ They love me in the Chi like Oprah No n***a could block, not even Dikembe Compared to Cole, boy, you’re softer than a sofa And so far my new sh**’s so fire, n***a, check my profile Who you know make waves in the low tide? Deebo’ed yo’ b**h, now she both ours n***a, little brown liquor in my liver Pretty brown thang 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 cause for real, girl, I need you I could put you on a flight, we could take off tonight If you scared of heights, sh** I got a pill I could feed you Cole [Pre-Hook: Jeremih] 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?