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Pusha T – Higher lyrics
But the white girls say, "Where you get that cool beat from?"
She love it (She love it)
Every beat of the drum, she sprung
She say I make her wanna touch it
She love it (She love it)
She make me wanna touch it
I love it (I love it)
We buzzin', yeah
Higher than a motherfucker
Higher than a motherfucker
Higher than a motherfucker, yeah
Yeah, I've been known to chase 'em
Known to replace 'em
Shoe game outta this world, I outer space 'em
Known to have a hundred and one, like Dalmatians
Maybe if she special enough, I'll glass case her
Get caught cheating, and I gotta let you stick me up
Let you shop til you drop as a pick-me-up
Bergdorf bandit, Barnies for the burglary
But these bands lit the whole store like Hercules
Get raunchy in Givenchy, my palm reads
Passports peed on the wall in arm's reach
Paddle-shipped and push-buttoned, no car keys
The pent houses are poolside with palm trees
She love it
Every beat of the drum, she sprung
She say I make her wanna touch it
She love it (She love it)
She make me wanna touch it
I love it (I love it)
We buzzin', yeah
She love it (She love it)
Every beat of the drum, she sprung
She say I make her wanna touch it
She love it (She love it)
She make me wanna touch it
I love it (I love it)
We buzzin', yeah
Higher than a motherfucker
Higher than a motherfucker
Higher than a motherfucker, yeah
Yeah, I've been known to chase 'em
Known to replace 'em
Shoe game outta this world, I outer space 'em
Known to have a hundred and one, like Dalmatians
Maybe if she special enough, I'll glass case her
Get caught cheating, and I gotta let you stick me up
Let you shop til you drop as a pick-me-up
Bergdorf bandit, Barnies for the burglary
But these bands lit the whole store like Hercules
Get raunchy in Givenchy, my palm reads
Passports peed on the wall in arm's reach
Paddle-shipped and push-buttoned, no car keys
The pent houses are poolside with palm trees
She love it
Every beat of the drum, she sprung
She say I make her wanna touch it
She love it (She love it)
She make me wanna touch it
I love it (I love it)
We buzzin', yeah
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