Super High - Rick Ross ft. Ne-Yo

Uh, uh, uh

From my nigga Diddy view, I think I see his vision too
Purple Rain over Central Park, chillin' with my goons
Big Pops and Sades, Cirocs and chardonnays
My Cassie's sassy so my penthouse my balloon
We doin' it big, it's goin' down, 9/11
I'm doin' it big, pullin' up in a 911
I been tryna fuck for months, baby girl, it's now or never
Got the condo on the beach, hope through our storms, we shall weather
Uh, we shinin' when it's pitch dark
Yeah, this bitch a movie, but this time, I play a big part (Uh)
Fuck the marketin', look at what I'm accomplishin'
I'm beatin' niggas by margins bigger than Fran Tarkenton

All these cars, all these stars all around me (Super high)
Put your eye to the sky, that's where you'll find me (Ooh)
'Cause we are, we are super high
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah (Yeah, yeah, bring your sexy ass over here, baby)

I wanna buy my bitch every bag
And she ain't ever, ever, ever gotta take 'em back (Uh)
I wanna take my bitch around the globe
Hawaii hang-gliding in the mountains, shittin' on these hoes (Woo)
Red bottoms by the barrel
Pop them Giuseppe tags like it's American Apparel
Twenty thousand up in Barneys, haters'll never harm me
Rick Owens on me, bombers for my whole army
Ándele, ándele, baby, move fast (Yeah)
She drop it down and bring it back, I like that (I like that)
I wanna buy my bitch every bag
So she ain't ever, ever, ever gotta take 'em back

All these cars, all these stars all around me (Super high)
Put your eye to the sky, that's where you'll find me (Ooh)
'Cause we are, we are super high (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

If you're lookin' for me, you can find me in the Guinness book
Only fly bitches ride with the boss, take a look (Woo)
I'm super fly (Forever), I'm super high (Yeah)
You gettin' yours, I'm gettin' mine

Ooh, woman of a caliber
Only seen in magazines and calendars (Ah)
And I'm sittin' with Ms. October
'Cause my birthday's in October (Sittin' with Ms. 'Tober)
Strawberry in her rosé (Oh)
I can see it in her eye as she wink and she toast me (Oh)
And later on, we gonna mosey
To a place less populated and get cosy

If you're lookin' for me, you can find me in the Guinness book
Only fly bitches ride with the boss, take a look
Put your eye to the sky, that's where you'll find me (Super high, Rozay)
(What the fuck are they yellin'?) Rozay
'Cause we are, we are, super high (What the fuck are they yellin'?)
Ooh, yeah (What the fuck are they yellin'?)
Ooh, yeah (What the fuck are they yellin'?)

If you lookin' for me, you can find me in the Guinness book
Only fly bitches ride with the boss, take a look
I'm super fly, I'm super high
You gettin' yours, I'm gettin' mine (Maybach Music)

What the fuck are they yellin'?
What the fuck are they yellin'? (Super high)
What the fuck are they yellin'?
What the fuck are they yellin'? (Rozay)
What the fuck are they yellin'? (Rozay)
What the fuck are they yellin'? (Rozay)
What the fuck are they yellin'?
What the fuck are they yellin'? (Super high, ooh)