Higher Lyrics

U feel me (woo hoo)
2007 shit
Me and ton, we bout to make a million, doogi what's up
Block what dey do YMF, ple what dey do nigga, fina hit this roach,
He got anotha 1 out there any way
Got a base ball bat out there you know
I'm in my nigga ton whip and I'm doin bout a buck in it
He got mad I told him I bust a nut in it
Metro keep me talkin to my slut bitches
My t-mobile phone bill bout a buck in it
Ain't nobody like I, I do it for da hustlers, f**k the otha side
I'm alrite I'm getting chips from that white bitch, all jokes aside
Jus ask doogi bout dis, five ounces and a doe of that crown vick
95 north, berg on some wild shit(I'm on my way nigga)
Now let's toast to the fact, that I jus copped anotha link all off that
Boy u can't ride with me u ain't in all black, u kno da god damn code
When it come to does clothes, brand new dickie, f**k a outfit a
305 fit it going perfect with my kicks, I'm a bad mutha lover when I'm crunching
On the stick, with all that duck tape wrapped around 2 clips, everybody
Agree when I say bitches ain't shit, but a couple pair of shoes and hoes
Tricks (holla)
Correct these lyrics

check amazon for Higher mp3 download
these lyrics are submitted by fRANkii;DHAtt}

Watch Ice Berg Higher video

Songwriter(s): O'shea Jackson, Anthony D. Wheaton
Copyright: Bizzy Boy Funk Music, New Columbia Pictures Music Inc., Colpix Music Inc., Irving Music Inc., Gangsta Boogie Music, Universal Music Corp.

Official lyrics by

Watch Video
Rate Higher by Ice Berg (current rating: N/A)
Meaning to "Higher" song lyrics no entries yet
capthca required

Characters count
: min. 100 characters