Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me, and
you don't know my style
Gettin' lifted, never coming down
Gettin' lifted, Ah...
Gettin' dumb on the drum
like rum pum pum pum
Better run, when I come,
what a bomb bomb
Sippin' on coke and
rum, gettin' so drunk
Everyone wonderin' where she come from?
Got gold on my necklace,
gold on my wrists
Girls gettin' mad cause
their boys want a kiss
Fast with the cash,
I just throw it in the bag
Everything I wanna have
(well I think you get the gist)
Upside downside, inside outside
Hittin' you from every
angle there's no doubt
Poetry in motion, coast to coast and
Rub in in your skin like
lotion, lotion
I got myself a 40
I got myself a shorty
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes I'm about to go get lifted
I got myself a 40
I got myself a shorty
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes I'm about to go get lifted
Yeah
H U F F, huff and I puff
Blow like snow when the
cold wind's blowing
Zoom, I hit the mic like boom
Wrote a song about it, like
to hear it? Here it goes
Style will hit you, wham, then goddamn
You'll be like,
"Oh shit, that's the jam!"
Turn it up, now hear me get buck wild
I'm about to blow, light me up
Upside downside, inside outside
Hittin' you from every
angle there's no doubt
Poetry in motion, coast to coast and
Rub in in your skin like
lotion, lotion
I got myself a 40
I got myself a shorty
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes I'm about to go get lifted
I got myself a 40
I got myself a shorty
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes I'm about to go get lifted
Yeah
Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me, and
you don't know my style
Gettin' lifted, never coming down
Gettin' lifted, never coming down
Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me, and
you don't know my style
Gettin' lifted, never coming down
Gettin' lifted, Ah...
I got myself a 40
I got myself a shorty
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes I'm about to go get lifted
I got myself a 40
I got myself a shorty
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes I'm about to go get lifted
Yeah
