Jim Jones "We Fly High (Remix) (feat. Diddy, Juelz Santana, T.I. and Young Dro)" |
Jim Jones: I wear a mean dark pair of shades (You know we can't have one of nuthin') And you can't see my eyes (so we had to double up Unless my head is bent, you dig Dipset (Remix) Hook Jim Jones: We fly high, no lie, you know this (Ballin') Foreign rides, outside, it's like showbiz (Ladies) We stay fly, no lie, and you no this (Remix) Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focus Verse-1 Jim Jones: (Jones) He/She, blowtiscious Lamborghini, is so dishes From Harlem to Hollywood, I'm still hood 500 horses stuffed in my Ferrari hood Fuck-niggaz talk about MC's on da hills Hip-Hop is dead, so Killa gave me the wheel Black cards finna get these niggaz feelin' ill It's hot fo' now, niggaz givin' out deals (It's all about the Benjamin's baby) I'm flyin' up Lenox in da Bently, all crazy The roof topless, I'm showin' my ass I brought New York back, you niggaz ain't got a chance Hook Verse 2 T.I.: I ain't gon' lie, I'm fucked up, Phil died and we all sad Only thing get us by now, and that's to ball bad 5 mil on the credit, 50 on the dogtag Cracks in the deal that's 30 mil, I done gone mad Naw I had to gon' grab the Spyda at the red light Blue florecent head light, ya betta get ya bread right You ain't a balla, you chase checks, I check right Even when his dog got signed, I had my neck right Verse 3 Diddy: Pick a restaurant, Childs Of Chin Chin Now pick a car, which one I ain't been in Pick a watch, as long as the hand spinnin' Pick a actress, which one I ain't swim in (What about ya bride) the yaghts still on deck Retirement plan, I dropped it on her neck I'm still spendin' ol' money Benjamin's Remix, 10 year ago money muthafuckas Hook Verse 4 Juelz Santana: (Now girl I don't mean to be an agitator But when I get movin' I'm a smooth operator Ay, money ain't a thing, that's why I spend it Ya cars like ya home, everthing rented I'll buy your building, you'll be my tenant My money comes fast just like a leprit I'm about my green, no it ain't tennis Play wit' my green, I'll become ya dentist I'll swing that tool around Then begin the root canal, Blaow (Dipset) Boy you don't wanna start it here Only time y'all dudes ball is in a barber's chair Baldheads, I'm taking rock and roll to another level Iced-out skull heads (Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focus) Verse 5 Birdman: 500 on the Bentley, 50 G's on the caddy 100 G's on my ho, cuz we both livin' lavished Doin' my thang with this uptown swang Niggaz get it how we live like money ain't a thang Stuntin' on dem thangs, every time you see my swang Every time you see me hang, best believe I got that thang Pop up at da club, niggaz show them hoes love Cuz they know we make it rain, so they show a gangsta love Verse-6 Young Dro: In my Chevy look like I'm skatin' on ice like Kristy Yamagushi Sittin' up in the Chevy eatin' BlowFish Sushi 550 mint-colored Benz Me and Jim wit' the Band Camp Twins and they blowin' our fluties Hell Rell block, so you know we gettin' coochy Iceberg drop nigga now I'm ridin' goofy 28 inches in the air, know I'm ballin' Cuz my whole wrist pink and my neck kinda bluey Dro Hook Jim Jones: You've just been included in the Ballaz Extravaganza You are now a Ballaholic, just like my team (Dipset) Shout-outs to Diddy, T.I., Birdman, Dro (Whoa) It's like showbiz Ballin' Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |