ฟังเพลงMy High (Explicit)

Song: My High

Artist: Disclosure, slowthai

Lyrics: Howard Lawrence, Guy Lawrence, Aminé & ​slowthai

Composed: Howard Lawrence & Guy Lawrence

Yeah

Uh-huh, yeah

(Yes sir, hey, yes sir) Yeah

(Hey) Look

You was there standing all night

Your heartbeat matching with the lights

Your boyfriend got you super tight

You wanna baller so you ball for me in spite

Bitch, don't fuck up my high, my high, my high

Please don't fuck up my high, my high, my high (Please don't, please)

Please don't fuck up my high, my what? My high (Please don't, please)

Please don't fuck up my high, my—

Everyday Aminé gon' ball so you know I make the hoes say, "Hey"

Fuckin' niggas up until the beat get played (Oh)

Shawty wanna fuck until she get saved (Ah)

Club promoters wanna act like they know me (Uh)

Club promoters wanna be my homies (Uh)

Bad news nigga, you ain't really the homie (No)

Bad news nigga, you ain't really the homie (Woo)

Bitch, I'll leave you by your lonely (Yeah)

L-I-E and then you back on your lonely (Yeah)

Fuck with me and now you always horny (Yeah)

Fuck with him and now you want more money (Ooh)

Corny niggas get no love

Corny bitches get no love

Thinks I'm wrong, maybe it's them drugs

Sike, it's you and we singing to the club, like

You was there standing all night (Oh, true)

Your heartbeat matching with the lights (True blue)

Your boyfriend got you super tight (Oh, you tight)

You wanna baller so you ball for me in spite (Let's go)

Bitch, don't fuck up my high, my high, my high

Please don't fuck up my high, my high, my high

Please don't fuck up my high, my what? My high

Please don't fuck up my high, my—

Ah, don't fuck up my high

Please don't fuck up my high

Please don't fuck up my high

You do it like, the minimum, the minimum, the minimum

The minimum, the minimum, the minimum

Are you mad? Must be out of your mind (Woo)

You look so sad, have a spliff, get high (Ah)

She bad, yeah, she racking up ten lines

Come and take a walk on the wild side

And I bet nobody fucking up my vibe

Ain't nobody take the bump out my stride

And the mans don't dance, got too much pride

When we raise our glass he go glass in the eye

Eye for an eye make the whole world blind

Don't fuck up my high

High as Hell with your YSL

Drip's on, looking like a Mademoiselle

See you pretty in pink, can I tickle you?

Like, can I have a look at your caramel?

Tell your boyfriend, "Gonna be home late"

Spend your money like a tax rebate

You was there standing all night (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Your heartbeat matching with the lights (Oh)

Your boyfriend got you super tight (Uh-huh)

You wanna baller so you ball for me in spite

Bitch, don't fuck up my high, my high, my high

Please don't fuck up my high, my high, my high

Please don't fuck up my high, my what? My high

Please don't fuck up my high, my—

Yeah, don't bring me down (Down)

Bring me down, down (Down, down, down)

Don't bring me down (Down)

Bring me down, down (Down, down, down)

I said, "Don't bring me down" (Down)

"Bring me down, down, down, down, down, down" (Comin' down)

Don't bring me down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down

Don't bring me down, don't bring me down, don't bring me

Don't bring me down, don't, shh, ayy

Got me down, you got me down, down

You got me down, you got me down, down (You got me down)

Don't bring me down, don't bring me down

Please, please, please, please

Don't bring me down (Don't fuck it up)

Don't bring me down, down, down (Don't fuck it up)

Bitch, don't fuck up my high, my high, my high

Please don't fuck up my high, my high, my high

Please don't fuck up my high, my what? My high

Please don't fuck up my high, my—

Ah, don't fuck it up

I got energy, energy, haha

Energy, energy, bitch

I got energy, energy