Lyrics

What's happenin', sweetheart? (High as a motherfucker) I got some cool shit planned, baby, just pack ya bag Just throw whatever Really you'on even need to pack a bag I'ma, I'ma take care of that when we get there (High as a motherfucker) Nah, we ain't goin' outta town We just goin' downtown And then I might be goin' downtown I woke up this mornin' I woke up this mornin' I got high as a motherfucker (High as a motherfucker) I awoke to this woman I awoke to this woman She was fine as a motherfucker Fine as a motherfucker And we woke, and we spoke, and we smoked And got high as a motherfucker And we woke, and we spoke, and we smoked And then we fucked like a motherfucker Hey baby, hey baby Last night was real crazy The Compound was shut down The A-town was so at it Niggas screamin' at Alex To get in, paid a stack Up in the back with the twins, it was cracked Roll all my blunts fat Like ya ass, like ya breast Got damn, how many times I'ma look at ya breast? I'm trippin', Jermaine Dupri only come to ya breast And I caught Beyoncé lookin' like, "That bitch fresh! Who she is? Where she from? She a stripper I bet" But to the contrary, yo man hustles and gets Which enables you to whip around in that 'Vette Which enables you to wear such enormous baguettes Which enrages them hater hoes and faggots That wish they could trade places, them maggots Ay, fifth of the trash I got a fistful of ass Reminiscing on this morning as the blunt gets passed, I'm like I woke up this mornin' I woke up this mornin' I got high as a motherfucker (High as a motherfucker) I awoke to this woman I awoke to this woman She was fine as a motherfucker Fine as a motherfucker And we woke, and we spoke, and we smoked And got high as a motherfucker And we woke, and we spoke, and we smoked And then we fucked like a motherfucker Hey cutie, hey cutie Let me rub on yo' booty You can call any day, we gon' chill, make a movie We can clean out the closet Talk about a few topics I'm gon' admire ya brain, you gon' give me some knowledge A hot pepper in bed, and so sweet in the sheets We in the intercontinental rental suite for a week Got Room 420 buzzin' like a bumbling bee The size of ya ass and beauty just astonishing me You a down ass chick, hey, what mo' could you be? You say, "Michael, do it to me like you punishing me" Not a player, but I crush it like I'm Punisher, see Fuck you to sleep And wake you up with weed and something to eat Okay I woke up this mornin' I woke up this mornin' I got high as a motherfucker (High as a motherfucker) I awoke to this woman I awoke to this woman She was fine as a motherfucker Fine as a motherfucker And we woke, and we spoke, and we smoked And got high as a motherfucker And we woke, and we spoke, and we smoked And then we fucked like a motherfucker Sweet baby, sweet lady Can you roll up a sweet So we can reminisce on this, it's been a hell of a week You are my Louis bag lady when we in the streets And Fendi freak-a-leek when we between the sheets I blow you shotguns baby in ya nose and cheeks And later on, like blunt smoke, you'll be swallowing me I be layin' in ya hair Lookin' in ya stare Facetime baby, if you need it, I'm there Baby, I'll do it 'Til it leak fluid And I'm a Superman, I make that pussy go "Yuuuuueee" Window to the wall Bae we did it all You even called a friend and had her walk around in draws Wouldn't let me fuck her, told her "Nigga, hell nah" You told me you ain't trust her when we made it to the mall Five bands, goddamn girl, what you 'bout? Aww fuck it, hit the room, make love, get high, ay! I woke up this mornin' I woke up this mornin' I got high as a motherfucker (High as a motherfucker) I awoke to this woman I awoke to this woman She was fine as a motherfucker Fine as a motherfucker And we woke, and we spoke, and we smoked And got high as a motherfucker
Writer(s): Chris Spruell, Peter Duse, Michael Render Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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