DJ Drama, Pusha T, Miguel, Curren$y, Rick Ross - Clouds lyrics

DJ Drama [Tyree Cinque Simmons]

William Roberts II

[DJ Drama, Pusha T, Miguel, Curren$y, Rick Ross - Clouds lyrics]

M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music
(Maybach Music) v12 The Hitman
This some boss shit right here huh

I wanna kiss your mind, babe
Let's take a walk on a cloud, ay
Let me taste your thoughts, babe
Let's take a walk on a cloud dJ Drama rozay

Last night I fell asleep
Countin' a million cash
Life wild, I only smile when I see my stash
Large yacht, fast money
She need a slow cruise
Cigar, Cîroc, her nigga old news
Old money always put me on my new shit
Hermes ahead on my to do list
Rollin' up the loud
Take a walk on the clouds
Take a look at my niggas, young, rich
And we wild ain't no bitches allowed
Actin' like snitchin' in style
Got this gold on my neck
We teachin' new principles now
Startin' the Lotus, revvin' the motors
Walk on a cloud and I'm second to no one
Maybach Music

I wanna kiss your mind, babe
Let's take a walk on a cloud
Oh, that what that feel like? Ay
You know, closest full of thousand dollar
Shoes and shit
Let me taste your thoughts, babe
It feel like you walkin' on clouds, huh?
Let's take a walk on a cloud haha, yeah
Just tell 'em courtesy of King Push

Uh i got you walkin' on cloud nine
Yeah, your shoe collection now crowds mine
Uh you only second to my first love, haha
We'll just refer to her as alpine
Alpina, the B7 on each headin'
Like you ridin' in first
Class to reach Heaven, woo
Close enough to see the gates open
Waterfront, you don't wonder if
The lakes open (Life)
Balconies have you bent over (Love)
Chanel samples bein' sent over, uh
Shit, I swear that she was born for me
Right, just keep it tight and
Keep it warm for me push

I wanna kiss your mind, babe
Let's take a walk on a cloud, ay
Soon as I heard this one
I told Drama I'ma get it right back to 'em
Let me taste your thoughts, babe
Let's take a walk on a cloud
That's where we wonder

I could never go broke, what my name is?
(What my name is?)
I'm a brand, I'm a man who became rich
(Who became rich)
New cars, new crib, but I ain't switch
(Ain't switch)
The same old niggas I been with
Got this loot together sayin'
Ones gon' spend it
Circle of winners, baby girl
I done brung you in it
No iPhone pictures, you gotta live off memory
Pop the hood, I show you the engine
Roll through my old hood
Put you up on my history
Smoke joints with my niggas and catch
Stunts on them bum ass niggas
I don't deal with, we done caught fire
Now them suckas catchin' feelings but
They can't reach us
We in the God ceilings, cathedral-style homes
Rosaries in my Rolls Royce, God put me on
Rollin' somethin' choice
Lightin' up raw cones
She never won' come down
I promise her she won't

I wanna kiss your mind, babe
Let's take a walk on a cloud, ay
Let me taste your thoughts, babe
Let's take a walk on a cloud

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