Higher lyrics

[Chorus]

Come here, I’m 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

You might not be the one but you the one that I desire

Come here, I’m 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

You might not be the one

[Verse 1]

Hey, uh

What up girl? Tell me how you feelin’

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

If you got a man, do that nigga need a fill-in?

She said, "Looks kill and I’m tryna make a killin'"

And God willing, I’d be chilling on the boat nigga

Love is a gamble, I ain’t dealin’ with no broke nigga

Down in Miami with a super ho team

Tryna bag a brother with a Super Bowl ring

Oh, she down in Dallas at the All-Star game

Spittin’ All-Star game

Tryna get a nigga with a all-star name, somethin’ like James

Somethin like Wade, if you something like paid

You can fuck tonight, yeah, she sayin', "Fuck some nice J's

What about your life savings?" Won’t spend her life slavin’

So she graduated, rich nigga wife training

And if you got money, man the head is amazing

[Chorus]

Come here I’m 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

You might not be the one but you the one that I desire

Come here I’m 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

You might not be the one

[Verse 2]

What up girl? Tell me how you been

Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

But you done got thick on a nigga, goddamn

Hey now, I got a thing for you

It's been a long time comin', I should hang with you

'Cause see way back, I thought to fuck with you was impossible

Count your baby daddy’s now, two and a possible

Uh, you still got it though, yeah, you still got it though

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

You got your hair did, you got designer clothes

You still got it though, yeah, you still got it though

You got your nails did, damn girl, you're on a roll

Do you get brains? Did you make the honor roll?

Don’t worry bout your man baby, he ain’t gotta know

[Chorus]

Come here, I’m 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

You might not be the one but you the one that I desire

Come here, I’m 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

You might not be the one

[Verse 3]

Hey, I get bored so fast that they won’t last

But girl you’re special like I met you in the slow class

'Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

My life is like a movie, would you be my co-star?

Like Halle Berry? Your old nigga act like a bitch, like Tyler Perry

You caught him down in Memphis cheating like Calipari

I see you like to stay up on your ESPN

If your mind is on sex, you must got ESP then

Had a crush on way back, I wasn’t VIP then

But I was plotting on you, I really wish that I'd have got to know you

Before we grew up and I blew up with these Benjamins

That way I know for sure your love is really genuine

Is you my homie? Well show me what kind of friend you is

What if it's phony? Yeah only 'cause I can give you ends

Too late for turning back, fuck it, we continuing

Get your ass in that position I love to bend you in

[Chorus]

Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

You might not be the one but you the one that I desire

Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher

We about to set this bitch on fire

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

You might not be the one