The-Dream - High Art lyrics
(feat. Jay-Z) I'm tired of talkin' 'bout it, let's do it Girl I'm missin' you like b**hes miss my music And I swear I can't wait to drop yah, hit your body with that yoppa Hit your body with that yoppa then get high I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as My n***as, my n***as, hit my man, he got that purp My n***as, this dry a** blunt, we gon' make that work My n***as, who got that fire, who got that fire? My n***as, stop playin' n***a, pa** that lighter My n***as, he got hundreds, we got hundreds My n***as, half a B, we got money My n***as, 2 Live Crew, shawty get it, get it Too high crew, shawty hit it, hit it I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl, and I get high with my n***as Burnt up, burn up, burn up Turnt up, turn up, turn up I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl and I get high with my n***as My n***as, they on that lean, they on that lean My n***as, b**h better not put that in my green My n***as, let it blow Stop cuffin', let it go My n***as, he got hundreds, we got hundreds My n***as, Masta P, we got money My n***as, Two Live Crew, shawty get it, get it Too high crew, hit it, hit it I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl, and I get high with my n***as Burnt up, burn up, burn up Turnt up, turn up, turn up I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl and I get high with my n***as Sky high with Ty Ty, G feezys with Jay Breezy Castro to Cabo with OG, then I'm back home to my Bey-Bey Police escorts at the All Star, and the Super Bowl, I don't need a horn Horn - beep beep, I'm too on My n***as don't do traffic How ironic, all we used to do is traffic Then it was drop me off at my girl's house At one o'clock, pick me back up You know she gon' try to train a n***a, before I step up in the club Would've drove my own V She be tryna take a n***a's keys She know them hoes be on a n***a She ain't even tryin' let n***a leave You just wanna be around them nasty b**hes, she said f** them hoes, I'm just stuntin' with my n***as, he said I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl, and I get high with my n***as Burnt up, burn up, burn up Turnt up, turn up, turn up I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl and I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl Then I get high with my n***as I make love to my girl Then I get high with my n***as I love her, that's no doubt Hit that, then smoke out High with my n***as I'm on her and she on me Then we OD like OGs I get high with my n***as And she hold me, cause she down for it And this sh** got me paranoid High with my n***as My girl and that white girl And she really on that white girl She really on that white girl High with my n***as