DJ Drama - Clouds lyrics

(Maybach music) This some boss sh** right here, huh! I wanna kiss your mind, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud, yeah Let me taste your thoughts, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud (DJ Drama, rozay) Last night I fell asleep counting a million cash Life wild, I only smile when I see my stash Large yacht, fast money, she need a slow cruise Cigar, Ciroc, her n***a old news Old money always put me on my new sh** Hermes ahead in my to-do list Rollin' up loud, take a walk in the clouds Take a look at my n***as, young, rich and we wild Ain't no b**hes allowed, acting like snitchin' in style Got this gold on my neck, we teachin' new principles now Startin' the Lotus, revin' the motors Walk on the clouds, and I'm second to no one I wanna kiss your mind, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud, yeah (Oh that's what that feel like, you know) Let me taste your thoughts, babe (Closet full of thousand dollar shoes and sh**) Let's take a walk on a cloud (Feel like you walkin' on clouds huh?) Just tell 'em courtesy of King Push' Uh, I got you walkin' on cloud nine, yeah Your shoe collection now crowds mine Uh, you only second to my first love, haha But we'll just refer to her as alpine Alpina, the B7 on each headin' Like you ridin' in first cla** to reach heaven Woo! Close enough to see the gates open Waterfront, you don't wonder if the lakes open (Life) Balconies have you bent over (Love) Chanel samples being sent over (Uh) sh**, I swear she was born for me Right? Just keep it tight and keep it warm for me, Push' I wanna kiss your mind, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud, yeah Let me taste your thoughts, babe (Soon as I heard this one I told Drama I get it right back to 'em) Let's take a walk on a cloud (That's what we gon' do) I could never go broke what my name is? I'm a brand, I'm a man who became rich New cars, new crib, but I ain't a switch The same old n***as I been wit' Got this loot together, same ones gon' spend it Circle of winners baby girl I done brung you in it No iPhone pictures, you gotta live off memory Pop the hood I show you the engine Roll through my old hood, put you up on my history Smoke joints with my n***as and cash stunts on them bum a** n***as I don't deal with, with a caught fire now them s**ers catchin' feelin's But they can't reach us We in the God ceilings, cathedral-style homes Rosaries in my Rolls Royce, God put me on Rollin' somethin' choice, lighten up RAW cones She never wan' come down, I promise her she won't, yeah I wanna kiss your mind, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud, yeah Let me taste your thoughts, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud, yeah