Planez

Catch me rollin' through the city, ridin' with the top off
 Man, my whip so big when you in it, fuck around and get lost
 Told my bitch to let her hair down, what this shit cost?
 Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life right now, I hope it ain't talk, no
 I could put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? Let's take a trip
 Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" on a blimp?
 Tell her be free, baby spread your wings
 Got your legs in the sky like a plane, let me guide that, I'm the pilot
 Can't nobody see you, 30 thousand feet
 On your knees in them Prada's, makin' freaky shit come up out her
 Get high baby roll one, cloud nine 'bout to go up
 Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence get when we turn up
 When we land we can roll out
 Show you somethin' you ain't know about
 Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out
 I got you in the air, your body in the air, how it feel up here?
 You can scream as loud as you want, loud as you can
 And ain't nobody gonna hear
 Would you like it better if I hit the west coast?
 Tell me, if you 'bout that life right now, I hope it ain't talk
 I could put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? Let's take a trip
 Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" on a blimp?
 Tell her be free, baby spread your wings
 Got your legs in the sky like a plane, let me guide that, I'm the pilot
 Can't nobody see you, 30 thousand feet
 On your knees in them Prada's, makin' freaky shit come up out her
 Get high baby roll one, cloud nine 'bout to go up
 Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence get when we turn up
 When we land we can roll out
 Show you somethin' you ain't know about (Cole World)
 Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out (I got it, I got it, I got it, listen)
 You need a nigga that's gon' come over and dig you out
 You need a nigga that you know is not gon' run his mouth
 You need a nigga when he done probably gon' put you out
 You need a nigga that's gon' put it in your mouth
 Dick so big it's like a foot is in yo' mouth
 And y'ain't babysittin', but my kids all on yo' couch
 And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you nasty
 Both graduated so fuck keepin' it classy
 Look, they love me in the Chi like MJ
 They love me in the Chi like Oprah
 No nigga could block, not even Dikembe
 Compared to Cole, boy, you're softer than a sofa
 And so far my new shit's so fire, nigga, check my profile
 Who you know make waves in the low tide?
 Deebo'ed yo' bitch, now she both ours
 Nigga, little brown liquor in my liver, pretty brown thing in my bed
 Been a long time since I had to ask for head, so god damn don't make me beg
 But I will if I need to 'cause for real, girl, I need you
 I could put you on a flight, we could take off tonight
 If you scared of heights, shit I got a pill I could feed you, Cole
 I could put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? Let's take a trip
 Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" on a blimp?