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Rick Ross - Текст песни Super High
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 Chardonnay
 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
 We shinin' when it's pitch dark
 Yeah, this bitch a movie but this time I play a big part
 Fuck the marketing, 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, ooh, ooh)
 'Cause we are, we are super high
 Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
 (Bring your sexy ass here, baby)
 I wanna buy my bitch every bag
 And she ain't ever, ever, ever gotta take 'em back
 I wanna take my bitch around the globe
 Hawaii, hand glidin' in the mountains, shittin' on these ho's
 Rare bottoms by the barrel
 Pop the Giuseppe tags like it's American Apparel
 20,000 up in Barneys, haters'll never harm me
 Rick Owens on me, bombers for my whole army
 Andele, andele, baby move fast
 She drop it down and bring it back, 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
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 'Cause we are, we are super high
 Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
 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
 Women of a caliber
 Only seen in magazines and calendars
 And I'm sitting with Miss October
 'Cause my birthday's in October
 Strawberry and her rosé on
 I can see it in her eye and she wink and she toast me
 And later on we gonna mosey
 To a place less populated and get dirty
 If you 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
 (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
 'Cause we are, we are super high
 Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
 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
 What the hell are they yellin'?
 What the hell are they yellin'?
 (Super high)
 What the hell are they yellin'?
 What the hell are they yellin'?
 What the hell are they yellin'?
 What the hell are they yellin'?
 What the hell are they yellin'?
 (Super high)














