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Bitch I'm Mr. Geeked Up, Mr. Urkel
Mister Mister, The Color Purple
Mr., how you pop them adderalls and got 'em turnt up
Mr., gotta keep it quiet,

died and I'm in hell
Or I'm so high, my eyes can't see the ground beneath the clouds
Don't look down (don't look down, don't look down, don't look

Understandable Smooth

Ras Kass

Van Gogh

Similar to movin weight out of state
Lyrics lacerate spinal columns, "I bury all cockroaches"
Stare in his face, Stomp-in on bustas like Kirk Franklin

Take 'Em to Church

Cam'ron

Diplomatic Immunity, Vol. 2

2004

But this my call by the false Prophet, all Prophet
Harlem hustle, I can't at all knock it
But you hard when you go in the Lords pocket

What you

Destiny N Stereo

Eric Roberson

Destiny N Stereo

2017

a jewel on whoever the weakest link on your chain of command
I know these lines is up high above your head propelling
Y'all hit the mainstream to catch

the stu acting like a Fiend
Look at it in the genes in the pedigree
Buckle down just like D Rose knees

Just took strip up of my dolla, had to take

High Rollers

Ice-T

Power

1988

Look at the cars as they roll by
Benz, Ferraris, trucks up high
Beepers connecting players to big-time deals
With all of this technology who needs

arm
Bust and rollin' my pinky
Ooh Pulling up what's in yo cup
Ooh sippin' it's pinky

Ooh Look at my pinky
Look at my pinky and it's winkin'
Got yo

Look
Get drunk, get drunk
Get high, get high
Intoxicated cloud nine, cloud nine
I'm complicated bout mine, bout mine
Don't stop to wait just pass by

Pull up wearing all black like the nexus
On god nigga
Ixl
Aye I'm feeling high-tec in this bitch aye
Pull up wearing all black like the nexus
Ixl

first so the biz can last
Instead, the biz went to
Hell and got infiltrated
By them mainstream infidels
So here to settle the score
Blow up the track

smell the aura off my body and it's not Cologne
I keep blunt a rolled up through the highs and lows
I keep some molly in my pocket if you tryna roll
We

Rocking 2 chains Im diffrent
High off the weed I'm lifted
Sippin on bottle I'm turnt
Come here babygirl twerk
Throw me the ball like Kirk
You know I'm gone

than you put into work
I’m up all night, I’m amped just like a call of duty perk
So I’m the father your DaBaby you can call me Kirk
Your music ain’t

men 
Backdoor move in Them 5% tints 
Ye When we talkin bout them franklins I Kirk out 
Left the plug stankinn the buitness ain work out 
We push up with

men 
Backdoor move in Them 5% tints 
Ye When we talkin bout them franklins I Kirk out 
Left the plug stankinn the buitness ain work out 
We push up with

~Keep Your Head Held High~

Lyrics, singing, photography, melody, chorus and music by Liz Ashton~  Copyright 2020

Verse 1:

Sometimes you gotta get

Nandos

A$AP Ferg

Still Striving

2017

in the PJ flying high, fucking up Nandos
Into the cans for a couple bands that was the plan though
We gotta get a couple model bitches, we gon' fuck

we've waiting for
This is it boys, this is war
The president is on the line
99 red balloons go by
99 Knights of the air
Ride super-high-tech jet fighters

Sour diesel all you smell
By my eyes it ain't hard to tell

I stay high, I stay high
I stay high, I stay high

Roll up
Swisher sweets to da games
Sour

up
Look how they did my nigga Young Dolph
I'm paranoid i gotta keep glocks
So please just shutup and don't talk
Wrong word and i'm letting the heat pop

Where's the right in, all of our fighting
Look at what we're doing

(Repeat Chorus)

Won't you, won't you give it up

Tell'em this is just a preview, aye this is just a preview
Full movie coming soon, but in the mean time, y'all peep out this trailer, look
They

did my dirt
But now we up no Captain Kirk
I erk your nerves you blow my high
But we make up that’s all for certain
I don’t need nobody else you got your