Blow My High

Album cover art for "Blow My High" by Lil Wyte & Sonny Bama

Lil Wyte & Sonny Bama - Rap

Blow My High

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[Intro: Sonny Bama] Hello? What's up baby? Nah, man I'm at the studio, man Nah like I'm finna walk in to the booth right now No! there ain't no bitches up here, quit trippin'! God damn! [Hook: Jelly Roll] I been here with the crew, and she asks who We can do what you wanna do Yeah, that's cool, baby we can spend some time We can just ride, what ever you wanna do baby I don't mind Just as long as you don't blow my high Baby girl, don't blow my high You out your mind, don't blow my high Baby girl, don't blow my high, no, no [Verse 1: Lil Wyte] I work my ass off to get you Blew your twenty-first, be at the party just to kiss you God I miss you, thinkin' about what we could've been before I dissed you Called me a bitch in front of my boss, you invested in tissue I wish you, could only see what I was tryin' to show you Was that I had it all like and all you had to do was know you Had me on lock but some where wonderin' you lost the key I'm a beast in when I'm in side a cage an I've got to be free Now I'm on this road fucking up ever thing in sight And you were the on saying this road needed a bigger piece of Wyte Baby you quick to do some shit, but I swear to god that I will Work on our relationship as long as you don't blow my high [Hook: Jelly Roll] I been here with the crew, and she asks who We can do what you wanna do Yeah, that's cool, baby we can spend some time We can just ride, what ever you wanna do baby I don't mind Just as long as you don't blow my high Baby girl, don't blow my high You out your mind, don't blow my high Baby girl, don't blow my high, no, no [Verse 2: Jelly Roll] Round two, I see I see the smoke, tryin' to get a piece of mind Bring you out I got this bitch, threaten to leave me behind Said I gotta get my shit, that she kickin' me out Said that I'm failure so I'm not on the lease of the house It that motherfuckin' bullshit we either fightin' or fucking We need to do less fighting and a lot more fuckin' If you think its gonna work stoppin' trippin' on the code That I got on my phone baby leave me alone 'cause I'm grown Baby girl I'm just keepin' it real 'Cause this is my phone hoe you don't pay the bill So I keep the screen locked to keep your ass up outta it You ain't tryna help the cause, get your ass up outta here [Hook: Jelly Roll] I been here with the crew, and she asks who We can do what you wanna do Yeah, that's cool, baby we can spend some time We can just ride, what ever you wanna do baby I don't mind Just as long as you don't blow my high Baby girl, don't blow my high You out your mind, don't blow my high Baby girl, don't blow my high, no, no [Verse 3: Sonny Bama] We can take a ride through the city Up town and across the bank was up a few grand last week But it all lost today ridin' with no place to go, smokin' on an once of drow Money secondary to my buzz that id hate to blow Turn up the radio wana here some music Don't wanna hear that bull shit I wanna hear a country song, ridin' to some George Jones Takin' on fourth wrong, I'm right and you're wrong No need for debates about it Why we always arguin' that the shit that I hate 'bout us I just wanna smoke and roll, jamin' to some totem pole Weed man gettin' low I really hate that had a half now I'm down to shake [Hook: Jelly Roll] I been here with the crew, and she asks who We can do what you wanna do Yeah, that's cool, baby we can spend some time We can just ride, what ever you wanna do baby I don't mind Just as long as you don't blow my high Baby girl, don't blow my high You out your mind, don't blow my high Baby girl, don't blow my high, no, no

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  • Sonny Bama