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Текст песни Q-Tip - Higher

Q-Tip - Higher слова песни

Take you (higher)Hit you (higher)Make you (higher)Hit you (higher)Take you (higher)I don`t know what to make of thisFunny brothers on my nerves type ridiculousI guess I really gotta do itPut my game down?????? fucking blew itPut my name downAnd it seems you fucked up like a drug deal gone wrongFigured out a lot, you won`t be that way longPlus, you niggas is bush leaguersAnd I bet y`all ain`t get no bush eitherMy hood dogs sing songs of rejection and painIf we get sunshine, it`s followed up by rainLike to lay your jig down and get a blessing of brainsMy man ???? so he stressing your chainWe see the `morrow through the shades of it might not comeGot to get it all now `cause we might be doneMatrix, nigga (nigga...), you looking at the oneFortified with a bonafide blastin` of a gunWe in the space for positionin`Money and illicitingLiving out our lives while certain cats just lookin` inWe bewildered off the sacks and the greenWhether the bay, L.A., orChicago or QueensYou better raise your gameThey comin` at you highYou better raise your gameDon`t ask no questions why, niggaThen speak figuratively, I mean this shitAnd speak literally, you in some shit(Higher) take you(Higher) hit you(Higher) make you(Higher) hit you(Higher)I dominate flowsI dominate showsAnd, in the nightime our dominance growsAnd, you could see from the posture I`m holdingYo, I`m ???? up while the rest is foldingA hip hop cat who`s flown world wide andExperience, adventures like poseidonBunk heads with r and b chicksGive `em one hit joints and they lookin` for the remixThe shit that I spit like plain clothes daysSurprised you legit make your whole team freezeI`m so irregularEar on the cellularLet`s celebrate `cause your man is a hell of aFillin` the blank with a good thing to fill inWe hold it still `cause we walkin` with still (chance, chains???)Blindsided up in your own realityWhile we in the heat of the moment, fuck moralityI really wanna see you rise to my joint ma (ma)I`m lookin` straight don`t see your eyes get my point ma (ma)However you do it, I`m doing you backYo, don`t misconstrue it, `cause I`m screwing it backYo, rappers better count my presence as they down timeI gotta move around, don`t have no fuck around timeSo, you better just get on backjust (incoherent scats) abst`actAiyo, (higher) take you(Higher) hit you(Higher) make you(Higher) hit you(Higher.........)Uh, uh...higher......we gettin` higherYeah.....higher......Yo, one more timeI don`t know what to make of thisFunny brothers on my nerves type ridiculousI guess I really gotta do itPut my game down???? fuckin` blew itPut my name downAnd it seems you fucked up like a drug deal gone wrongMakin` out a lot, you won`t be that way longYeah yeah, plus, y`all niggas is bush leaguersAnd I bet y`all ain`t gettin` no bush eitherAnd I bet y`all ain`t gettin` no a-hoop either(Ad libs)

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