To High To Get Over

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TOO HIGH TO GET OVER

Puffin this piff this grand cru got me drunk as a bitch!!! (OWWWWW)

Too low to get under

I can't breathe no more

And this isnt too strong but I dont need no more

Too high to get over

Its like I need a G frizzy

I get the 40's from Jimmy

I get the Ninas from strizzy

Too Low to get under!

Just as long as the streets stake me

I dont care what a niggas state

Just as long as we stay caking

[Max B Verse]

You dont wanna get popped get shot bullets in yo ass

Made the nigga scream

Me and the game so intimate

Cop some extra vests since the job be o-interested

But we all know that ain't real, its like a bitch against Biggavel

That ain't fair, cause I'ma a smart owl

Spread her wide and double back

Put her out on stroll and sell her for a couple stacks

Now go blow it all on Clicquot (and remy)

Shorty on the dance floor blowing my beef- stroke

I fucks with bitches that deep-throat

So when the Feds raid

They swallow all the D and the weed smoke

And you can't see whats under the V Coat

My swag so mean I could clutter your cheese flow

I let the sawed off....BLAM THERE YOUR KNEES GO

Lit his PBD's up and wear his T for em!

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