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Dee Mula Blow My High

[Intro]
(You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)

[Chorus]
Baby, you gon' blow my high, gon' make me up my gun in here
Let me sip my cup, let me enjoy my high 'fore you blow my shit
Baby, you gon' blow my high, gon' make me shoot my gun in here
Let me sip my cup, let me enjoy my high 'fore you blow my shit ('Fore you blow my shit)

[Verse]
I'm high as f..ck right now, feel like I'm stuck to the seat
Ignored you the first time, you still gon' f..ck with me
Say I don't pay you no mind, but that's the drugs, baby
They show me love, baby, they give me hugs, baby
Baby, let me sip my cup, let me sit back in this truck
Let mе relax, when we gеt home, I promise we gon' f..ck
You steady bringin' up some old shit about an old bitch
A bitch that don't even f..ck, she don't get no dick
I'm sippin' Tris and Quagen, mix it on some old shit
You with some sharks now, baby, I ain't no goldfish
A real baller, a shot caller
Don't want no smoke with us, we turn them to some crawlers
Baby, I'm high, high, high, laughin' at these niggas like, "Ha, ha, ha"
Let me enjoy my high, bitch, before I put you out my car
Big Backwoods, I don't smoke cigars
These Percocets fresh, not Prince (Prince)
New car, drive it fast, all cash, no checks (Nah)
Quit goin' through my phone 'fore you f..ck around and throw up (Ugh)
Might have to roll up
Might try to kill me, this just the real me (Dee Mula)
Baby, I get high, I'm a stoner
She textin' you because she mad at me, I own her
I go crazy in that pussy, beat it up, big dick, I ain't gotta lick shit
Broke her heart a few times, I ain't tryna fix shit
I love you, girl, that's them drugs talkin'
I'm high as f..ck right now, I'll call you back, my plug callin' (Uh, uh)
[Chorus]
Baby, you gon' blow my high, gon' make me up my gun in here
Let me sip my cup, let me enjoy my high 'fore you blow my shit
Baby, you gon' blow my high, gon' make me up my gun in here
Let me sip my cup, let me enjoy my high 'fore you blow my shit
('Fore you blow my shit)
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