LIFTED - CL

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

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

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

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

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

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

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