Look to the sky, look to the sky Look to the sky, way up high Look to the sky, in the sky Look to the sky, open your eye(s) Look to the sky, look to
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can stay fly like a G6 Shop the streets of Tokyo, get you fly kicks Girl you always on my mind, got my head up in the sky And I'm never looking down
scope, double ya dope Feel my back lash, body cash your whole fam and media Greedy shit, tag ya out the rag Jag, speedy shit Look in the sky, the four
be doin it again, Shawty get the fly way, in the super Benz, Jo she supa cute and her booty super big, Drop it on the floor, super head on swole, She look
doctor Spock smokin' buddha on a train How high? So high that I can kiss the sky How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick Look up in the sky, it'
the whole cake and sky out Broke niggas make the best crooks, ya best look Over your shoulder if you's a high roller Knuckle head fool wit that master
I'm looking through a hole in the sky I'm seeing nowhere through the eyes of a lie I'm getting closer to the end of the line I'm living easy where the
it again Shawty get the fly way, in da supa benz jo she supa cute and ha booty supa big Drop it on the floor, supa head on swole She look jus like a
keep winning and these boys keep losing Plus I'm, the pimp of the year Playas is hatin' and hoes is choosing Look at all the hoes you losing Then look
Dead Phat or Wack? Wake up, float to the sky Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise Wake up, float to the sky Bring the wicked shit and the
! I'm the urban legend in your back seat With a hook to your head while your rollin down the street Most people, they look at me and run They get up in
downs Smiles and frowns This one here is coming from the heart And the reason I keep going Is cause of you [Verse 1: Romeo] It's another R-O Look, growing
this earth teach others like a priest The game is looking tasty and I think its time to feast Don't rock adidas only P. Miller on the feet Hard to sleep hearing bullets on the east
honey Hey, hey, yeah, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, hey, now I've been feeling a chill, from the East wind blue Is it creeping up slow, have you felt it too? Have you noticed the look
still got a view of the summer sky To make it hurt twice when your restless body Caves to its whims And suddenly struggles to take flight... Three thousand miles north east
doctor spock smokin' Buddha on a train How high? So high that I can kiss the sky How sick? So sick that you can suck my dick Look up in the sky it's
Ross Kids is on crack, they lost Wipe a lot, no time for looking back, it's done Golden era over and dead, I'm over your heads No time for looking back
