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Some information about Higher Lyrics Title: Twista - Higher lyrics Artist: Twista Album: Kamikaze Visitors: 18 visitors have visited Higher Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Intro: Twista + Ludacris Yeahyou know it s about to go down right? Yeeah! Got to let them know who is this? Ludacris! And who else nigga? Twistawoooahhh! Uhuh check it out Verse 1: Ludacris Sometimes I think that I got to see a little bit of brighter days Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage And you could look to the left or the right but I m trapped on center stage And I could rap to the beatbut I don t know how to change my ways I still hear a fool and I track themdistract themand whack them Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak themattack themand sack them Get a weapon and I crack his brain cause I m a hustlerballerpro And it wouldn t be right for me to be around bustersand crawlersand hoes But I m a pimp at nightso talk shit and I m a lift them up off of they toes With a street sweeper regulating quartersand ki sand o s In a two-seaterLudacris and Twista with bags of dro Smokingchokingget them opencroaking It s so potent - I m hoping to keep on floating Soaking wet and you can betpeople I m high I m seeing lionsand tigers and bears - oh my! And I can t hide it or keep it hiddengood riddance I m felling good I m weapon-concealingstealing my neighborhood Wouldcouldand should break a nigga off They ll see you latergo to the doctorhold my balls and cough You caused some vapors and I caught the thronebrain blownhoney I m home Give me the microphoneand fools is likeleave me alone! Chorus: Twista Throw it up if you get highget blowget drunk If you want what I m oncome on and kick it Let s ridesmoke drobeat the trunk All the bad ass bitches that want to party Just shake itgreat players get pumped Me and my thugsand hustlers in the party Get money fuck hoesget crunk Verse 2: Twista Look out! I put a little bit of hash on some motherfucking purple haze I feel it all over my bodyadrenaline with the Bacardi Got me up and then rippng shit in a rage In the netti cofetti with a bellyGucci Timberland stepping on the petal up in the Cadillac truck Want to get me for the wood Better get the whole motherfucking hood to come and give you some back up We can get into it and if you want to do it I m leaking the fluids out of the bodies that want to come at this If they all get some blood for fucking with thugs that I bury My adversaries better not want none of Twis Represent for my cityanybody that different with me Got to get him for thinking it s a game And whether you from my city or nottalk shit I ma kill him especially if he say my name I ve been up on him - I handle my business And I m a stick him up for the scrillafrom K-Tillasmoking on a fat piller Murder haters that don t feel a Niggaz claiming they want to bring itbut really don t be killers Balling out so hard the size of my rims grow to a hellafied sight-scene When the dough become no biggerI m going to drop that 2003 on 19" Chorus: Twista Verse 3: Twista We balling out of controlI floss onplay onpimp on A speed deamonpedal to the metal when I m in the zone Hang on cause here I m gone In the motherfucking wind when I m sippin on Henn I got paperyou owe something And I done came a long way from letting me hold somethingto roll something Find a bodythen fill him up with some adrenaline And then kill him and send him to the cemetery With a flow for the whole world like a poet Check icy coldyour Pop s so hungryhe mends a berry Shitand when it come to shipping good Who that?who that?I got the sack open And the herb got the flow so strong Hot them on crackthe track is for back-to-back smoking Never come up with it unwiseand he nigga you ain t untouchable when I spark the heat Coming at you like sharks to meat the blood is softlyI can tell when a mark is hard as we Come fully loaded cause I m hard to beat always screaming where a beat and the dro at? You know we love that cut up In the back of the club with purple in the back crying Twis and Ludacris get fucked up Chorus: Twista Outro: Twista + Wildstyle Pass me the.. Let me smoke my.. Yeeahthis a Wildstyle production Twista and Ludacris collaboget itget it get ituhyeeah Hottest songs from Twista : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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