Lyrics:
Faster than a roller coaster
Straight up high
Straight up high
Late night driving
In your arms
Going on until the dawn
Straight up high
Straight up high
bit
You know its a little rare but we can get weird ya know
Just pop this molly pop this bean real quick
Straight uuuuup
I aint simp I won't save her
looking back now we don't care enough
'Cause we going straight to the moon
'Cause we going straight to the moon
'Cause we going straight to the moon
Give no
Straight up and down
(Come on)
Straight up and down
Straight up and down
Straight up and down
Straight up and down like a bolo tie, I go for mine
I'm
can't, think straight
I can't think straight
I slipped and fell, don't know
who the hell I am
Just need a friend to take me back Where it all began
I
Chase her aint finna chase her
Tell a bitch straight up
Wait list you gotta wait bitch straight up straight up
Chaser fuck a chaser imma drink it
Straight out the crops
Straight out the crops
Straight out the crops
Straight out the stix
Straight out the stix
Straight out the stix
Straight out
down (21), lay the pipe down (21)
I ain't Mr. Right, but I'm Mr. Right Now (straight up)
She want me to fuck her to Beyoncé (straight up)
But I
Yeah
Yeah
I've been down so long it look like up to me
They look up to me
I got fake people showin' fake love to me
Straight up to my face,
Work hard, just to get half back
(Used to) work hard, just to get half back
(Now I'm) gettin' to it that way
(Straight up, straight up, straight
Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto
Hitch up your reindeer, uh
And go straight to the ghetto
Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto
Fill
have big fun, burn it up
Burn it up
Woo
Straight ahead
Straight ahead
Let's go
Straight ahead
Straight ahead
Come on
Straight ahead
Keep
Yea, straight up
Yea okay
I'ma show you it's a different game, yea
Hold up, straight up
It's a different game (know it, yea)
I'ma show you
these broke niggas so sick
And my daughters college pre-paid, she straight
Say thanks to the D game
In that phantom on that Tupac
Ridin' through
to take my stuff
I'm shooting out, straight up, straight up
Straight up niggas know we ain't selling if
They ass ain't straight up
I got this 40 on me
and the quarters
Cell phone ringing, gotta take another order
Get straight to the paper
Get straight to the paper
Get straight to the paper
Gotta get straight
I be on that on
On that all night, man I be on that all day
Straight up, boy, if you want me, I'll be ridin with that (Gangsta Gri-Zillz)
K, K, K,
Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto
Hitch up your reindeer, uh
And go straight to the ghetto
Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto
Fill
The world
The world is a funny place
I swear man
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight oooohhh
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
dining
Writing along the lining
I can see shit in my self
Im the the hotel from the shining
Straight up gunnin
Straight up runnin
Straight up nothin
I'm not thinking straight
I'm not thinking straight right now
I'm not thinking straight
I'm not thinking straight right now
I'm not thinking straight
a beautiful morning (It's a beautiful morning)
(In our) Dream home
(In our) Dream home
Straight life
Away from alternative culture
Transient people
like you see it
Shoot straight
The only thing I want from you
To be a straight shooter too
I've never said I was better than you
I'm a straight
But all I really want you to know
I fell straight outta love
Straight outta love with you
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I fell straight outta love
Straight outta
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