JIM JONES LYRICS
</B>"We Fly High (Remix)"</B>
(feat. Diddy, T.I., Birdman, Young Dro)</B>
I wear a mean dark pair a shades
(You know we cant have one a nothing)
(So we had to double up)
You cant see my eyes unless my head is bent
Dipset.
REMIX!!!!
[Chorus:]
We fly high, no lie, you know this (balling!)
Foreign rides, outside, its like showbiz (ladies)
We stay fly, no lie, you know this (remix)
Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focus
[Jones]
PC blowticious, Lamborghini, its audicious
From Harlem to Hollywood Im still hood,
500 horses stuffed in my Ferrari hood
Fuck niggas talk bout MCs on my hills
Hip hop was dead and killer gave me the will
Black car fever got this nigga feeling ill
Its the shop for a now nigga giving out deals
(Its all about the Benjamens baby)
Im flying off Lennox, in the Bentley all crazy
The roof top as I am showing my ,
I brought New York back ya niggas aint got a chance
[Chorus]
[T.I.]
I aint gonna lie Im fucked up, Phil died and we all sad
The only one thing gonna get us by and thats the ball game,
Then buy me a lonely crib 50 on the dog tag,
Cracks on the deal thats twenty mill
And you thought I have gone mad, now I had to gone
Grab the speeder at the red light,
Blue florescent head light, you better get your bread right,
You aint a baller, you chase checks I check write, even when I got a dark outside I bet my neck bright
[Diddy]
Hey ya hold up, pick a restaurant Chows or Chin Chin
Now pick a car, which one I aint been in,
Pick a watch as long as the hand spinning
Pick an actress which one I aint swim in
The yachts still on the deck
Retirement plan I dropped it on her neck
Im still spending old money, Benjamens remix 10 Year gold money
[Chorus]
[Birdman]
500 on the Bentley, 50 gs on the Caddy, 100 gs on my bar
Cause we boat living large
Doing my thing with this uptown swang
Nigga get it how we live like money aint a thing
I be stunning on them things everytime you see me
Swang everytime you see me hang
Best believe I got that thing.
Pop up at the club nigga show them hoes love
Cause they know we make it rain so they show us gangster love
[Young Dro]
Its like Im skating on ice like Christie Yamaguchi
Sit up in the Chevy eating blowfish sushi
550 mint colored Benz me and Jin with the back camp twins blowing our flutie
Hair real block cause you know we getting coofy, iceberg drop nigga now riding goofy,
28 inches in the air, know Im balling cause my whole Wrist pink and my neck kinda blue (dro)
