Chorus
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(voice)
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Birds Flying high u know how i feel
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Birds, Birds flying high u know how i feel
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Birds flying high u know how i feel
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Birds, birds flying high, birds flying high
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Verse
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(Wayne)
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Smokin all day drinkin on hard liquor,
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I stay high, even high in dis song n****,
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I'm on silver haze what is u cheefin (huh?)
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I'm in the coupe keepin the rest of tha birds sleepin
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and I'm higher to the tip top
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and I'm twisted with a slip knot
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tangled in a grip lock
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and will i ever stop neva that light it up bring it back bring a ounce not a sack
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I got it funky as a sauna in the buildin
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lookin for ya boy im probably crawlin on the ceiling
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fallin on the railin catch me im gone
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im in another zone but trust me im home(im home)
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Where the blunts be thicker than a arm
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Every time a cop car roll up they say this one is the one(cop beaters)
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Shit i gotta explode i don't know where ya'll at but im in my mode but a..
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Chorus
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Santana
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(verse)
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Keep it comin dont fuck up rotation
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clean piss dont fuck wit probation
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Shit im glad i aint got those cases i can smoke free my nerves bad
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aint got no patience
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but my birds fly higher, u drivin in ur coupe
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but yeah my coupe drive by ya
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yo coupe brive by but my coupe fly by ya
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higher than a kite still lookin for a lighter
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cant get no higher still lookin for a lighter
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big Bob Marley blunts, with a chick in the ride on my side
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yeah big ol donkey butt
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She talkin to much pass the weed commin slut i aint tryna hear that shit
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just smoke bitch (smoke)
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this is wat i call dyklins finest sit back baby relax that tight vagina
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enjoy ya ride enjoy ya highs show some respect when u see tha(voice:birds flyin high)
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Birds Flying High
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| Lil' Wayne |
