Super High lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
From my n*gga Diddy view, I think I see his vision too
Purple Rain over Central Park, chillin' with my goons
Big Pops and Sades, Cirocs and chardonnays
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 f*ck for months, baby girl, it's now or never
Got the condo on the beach, hope through our storms, we shall weather
Uh, we shinin' when it's pitch dark
Yeah, this b*tch a movie, but this time, I play a big part (Uh)
f*ck the marketin', look at what I'm accomplishin'
I'm beatin' n*ggas by margins bigger than Fran Tarkenton

[Chorus: Ne-Yo & Rick Ross]
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)
'Cause we are, we are super high
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah (Yeah, yeah, bring your sexy ass over here, baby)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I wanna buy my b*tch every bag
And she ain't ever, ever, ever gotta take 'em back (Uh)
I wanna take my b*tch around the globe
Hawaii hang-gliding in the mountains, sh*ttin' on these hoes (Woo)
Red bottoms by the barrel
Pop them Giuseppe tags like it's American Apparel
Twenty thousand up in Barneys, haters'll never harm me
Rick Owens on me, bombers for my whole army
Ándele, ándele, baby, move fast (Yeah)
She drop it down and bring it back, I like that (I like that)
I wanna buy my b*tch every bag
So she ain't ever, ever, ever gotta take 'em back
[Chorus: Ne-Yo & Rick Ross]
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)
'Cause we are, we are super high (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

[Post-Chorus: Rick Ross]
If you're lookin' for me, you can find me in the Guinness book
Only fly b*tches ride with the boss, take a look (Woo)
I'm super fly (Forever), I'm super high (Yeah)
You gettin' yours, I'm gettin' mine

[Verse 3: Ne-Yo]
Ooh, woman of a caliber
Only seen in magazines and calendars (Ah)
And I'm sittin' with Ms. October
'Cause my birthday's in October (Sittin' with Ms. 'Tober)
Strawberry in her rosé (Oh)
I can see it in her eye as she wink and she toast me (Oh)
And later on, we gonna mosey
To a place less populated and get cosy

[Chorus: Rick Ross, Ne-Yo & Ice Cube]
If you're lookin' for me, you can find me in the Guinness book
Only fly b*tches ride with the boss, take a look
Put your eye to the sky, that's where you'll find me (Super high, Rozay)
(What the f*ck are they yellin'?) Rozay
'Cause we are, we are, super high (What the f*ck are they yellin'?)
Ooh, yeah (What the f*ck are they yellin'?)
Ooh, yeah (What the f*ck are they yellin'?)
[Post-Chorus: Rick Ross]
If you lookin' for me, you can find me in the Guinness book
Only fly b*tches ride with the boss, take a look
I'm super fly, I'm super high
You gettin' yours, I'm gettin' mine (Maybach Music)

[Outro: Ice Cube, Ne-Yo & Rick Ross]
What the f*ck are they yellin'?
What the f*ck are they yellin'? (Super high)
What the f*ck are they yellin'?
What the f*ck are they yellin'? (Rozay)
What the f*ck are they yellin'? (Rozay)
What the f*ck are they yellin'? (Rozay)
What the f*ck are they yellin'?
What the f*ck are they yellin'? (Super high, ooh)