The Cloud

[Intro: Wale]

They need More About Nothing

One two one one two

One two one one two

One two one

[Chorus: Tiara Thomas]

Let's get high, kill these lows

Let's get fucked up to the bone

Blowing trees yeah we do the damn thing all the weekend weekend

Let's get up, let's get down

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Beggin please don't be shy no it ain't no secret secret

[Verse: Wale]

Yeah a nigga been cold wit it (yeah)

Married to this rap shit and yall just go wit it

Oh here we go again eyes a lil lower I be 420'n when I'm 310'n it

High grade karma, pass me the ganja

I swear to god I hit it like I'm Garciaparra

Far from alarmed, I just part wit my problems

I party on the stars bitch I'm farther than a Martian

Pardon my absence, I'm actually far out of town wit a pound

Bitch, I'm parked on a comet

Fried than a mugg, OG kush i need another nick -- Starks at the garden

Holla; Cheech, Chong & Folarin, only get high when my lows come often

Hoes out in Boston, hoes out in Crofton, hoes in the cold, if them hoes keep talking

Huh all we ask is trust, all we ask is good to decorate the dutch

Never late for lunch, never fade the uh

If you killing your lows, then honey raise it up

Let's give up, smoke that dro, we gonna smoke till we can't no more

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

Lets get smack, lets get fried, lets do anything you like

Huh I can't sing it -- TT, you got it

Uh lets go

[Chorus: Tiara Thomas]

Let's get high, kill these lows

Let's get fucked up to the bone

Blowing trees yeah we do the damn thing all the weekend weekend

Let's get up, let's get down

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Beggin please don't be shy no it ain't no secret secret

[Outro: Tiara Thomas]

Let's get high, kill these lows

Trees yeah

All weekend

Let's get up, let's get down

Boy, you know I'll smoke you out

Haha no secret