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Gunna - High W Stars Lyrics

[Intro: Spiffy Global]
Hol' up, Spiffy on this motherfucker

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I bought some diamonds, dripping wet (Diamonds)
Two to a hundred, count 'em up, baguettes (Two to a hundred)
Been had it, got nine Windex
Flying in the foreign, feels like a jet (Flyin')
The way she lookin' at, feel like it's wet (Yeah)
I want to go swimming when we sex
Know I'm winning, I got gold on my neck (I'm winning)
I'm driving like a Nascar in the 'vette
Gucci, Madagascar
Baby get what you want from the bar
Order gelato up and the cigars (Gelato)
We gon' get high, we go to Mars (We gon' get high)
Do shit big, we living large (Been it)
We ain't nowhere near average or par (Uh)
Mixing codeine with the capped in, so it dipped like tar (Yeah)
You know, we get high with the stars

[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
We didn't hide in the stars (Can't hide, yeah)
We eating the person in bars (Personal bars)
Pouring up lean early in the morning
She suck good, ooh, got me moaning (Ooh)
I see bad bitches when I'm performing (Yeah)
Open your legs, baby I got endurance
Dropped the pen, I pick her up in a foreign
Fucking with the ex bitch, got me whoring
I walked in the bitch, I feel like a star
I'm bossed up, they dripping like basketball (Bossed up)
She bad but I can't fuck her raw (She bad)
Road head before I fuck in the car (Yeah)
Before I go to sleep, I pray to Allah
That I would get money, never fall off
Tryna figure out why the ass so soft
Got her so wet, it's coming through her drawers (Wet)
Wet vibes spent, I want it all (Want it)
She a bitch, compared to my nigga Cozz
Sipping out the girl, feel like a crawl
Getting high, all your problems get solved
Ha, let me stop playing, nah
I play by the minute, I stack it up tall
She working out, got strong jaws
Gunna, let me take this for now
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I bought some diamonds, dripping wet (Diamonds)
Two to a hundred, count 'em up, baguettes (Two to a hundred)
Been had it, got nine Windex
Flying in the foreign, feels like a jet (Flyin')
The way she lookin' at, feel like it's wet (Yeah)
I want to go swimming when we sex
Know I'm winning, I got gold on my neck (I'm winning)
I'm driving like a Nascar in the 'vette
Gucci, Madagascar
Baby get what you want from the bar
Order gelato up and the cigars (Gelato)
We gon' get high, we go to Mars (We gon' get high)
Do shit big, we living large (Been it)
We ain't nowhere near average or par (Uh)
Mixing codeine with the capped in, so it dipped like tar (Yeah)
You know, we get high with the stars

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Yeah, get high with the stars (Stars)
Stars are shining inside the cars (Cars)
Niggas finally living large (Finally living)
Pretty hoes, they gon' menage (Yeah)
We don't abide by the law (We don't abide by the)
Yeah, we don't buy you by the bar (We don't buy you)
We buy pants that make us not (We buy pants that make us not)
Sipping lean, I drink it all (Yeah)
'Bout to take another tour (Tour)
The motor penning niggas more (More)
We ride around in double R's (Yeah)
I'm tryna get it to these whores (Yeah)
The Tesla got butterfly doors (Doors)
I left and came back in a Porche (Porche)
My bread and butter for my boys (Boys)
I finally received an award (Award)
I jumped in the coupe and I jumped in the coupe
I jump in the coupe and it's plush (Plush)
I'm dripping this shit like it's slush (Drippin')
I'm tryna [?] up with some suds (Mud)
These niggas be doing too much (Much)
They hate it, I got me a bus (Bus)
I'm high, in the sky and above (Above)
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I bought some diamonds, dripping wet (Diamonds)
Two to a hundred, count 'em up, baguettes (Two to a hundred)
Been had it, got nine Windex
Flying in the foreign, feels like a jet (Flyin')
The way she lookin' at, feel like it's wet (Yeah)
I want to go swimming when we sex
Know I'm winning, I got gold on my neck (I'm winning)
I'm driving like a Nascar in the 'vette
Gucci, Madagascar
Baby get what you want from the bar
Order gelato up and the cigars (Gelato)
We gon' get high, we go to Mars (We gon' get high)
Do shit big, we living large (Been it)
We ain't nowhere near average or par (Uh)
Mixing codeine with the capped in, so it dipped like tar (Yeah)
You know, we get high with the stars