So High

NOW That’s What I Call Music! & Fredo - Rap, UK
So High
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Lyrics
[Intro] FRED, again Preditah Uh (I get, so high) (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i) [Chorus: Fredo] (I get so high) Girl, you're a groupie, no need to lie (I get so high) Get so, so high, 'til you feel to fly (I get so high) She's so, so shy, until the night (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i) I was last year and I'm still the guy [Verse 1: MIST] Throw some sauce 'pon 'dem So high, time to walk 'pon 'dem Yeah, I do set trends Talk too much get sticky for you friends, send a hitta to your ends I don't dance, I ain't movin' my feet Uh, 'cause I'm dancin' with heat Bad B's got my tunes on repeat Do it with ease, out 'ere tripling P's Back to my grindin' again (I'm back) Writin', rhymin' again Firing skengs, yeah it's Fred yet again Manna put a line in your ends (Fred again) Aggy, so much gold it's chavvy 'Dem man are chatty like gyally Big .44 called Maggie What's my cologne? Creed and Cali [Chorus: Fredo] (I get so high) Girl, you're a groupie, no need to lie (I get so high) Get so, so high, 'til you feel to fly (I get so high) She's so, so shy, until the night (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i) I was last year and I'm still the guy [Verse 2: Fredo & MIST] Yo, I've been stuck with my booty call Furthermore, I fell in love with my booty call (Woah) Girl, you got junk, know your boot is full In the eyes of a thug, that is beautiful (Real) When I'm on tour, you know who to call (Hm) I'm in Tom Ford, this ain't suitable (Uh) Diamonds, handbags, you suit it all (Real) Kilos, gram packs, we move it all "Ay, Mist, are you takin' the piss?" (Why?) I swear you got a ring, that is made for a wrist (Ha!) I swear I got a ting, that is made for my lips (Real) I got a gun for him, I ain't making a diss Gettin' so, so high, they hatin' I can't say I don't know why (Ahaha) I'm feelin' scared when the po roll by (Why?) 'Cause me and the bros got a pole close by (Yeah) Bang! [Chorus: Fredo] (I get so high) Girl, you're a groupie, no need to lie (I get so high) Get so, so high, 'til you feel to fly (I get so high) She's so, so shy, until the night (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i) I was last year and I'm still the guy [Outro: MIST] (I get so high) (I get so high) (I get so high) Uh (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)
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Credits
- Writers
- Fredo
- MIST