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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 Letras de cancionesYes 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... From Letras Mania