Makin' Me HIgh Ft Sola Reign

Duration

3:45

Genres

Hip-Hop

Lyrics

Makin Me High Artist: D’Sinatra feat. Sola Reign Producer: Hollywood of B.O.Y Productions Label: Independent [Chorus] I wanna smoke you x3 Your makin me high I wanna smoke you x3 Your makin me high I wanna smoke you x3 [Verse 1] Emotions run wild when our eyes lock Heart beat non stop I wanna act on these feelings There high cuz there’s no ceiling Tell me why everything you wear gotta be so appealing Girl, I wanna start the peeling Blouse down to the heels No kid shit, I ain’t looking for cheap feels But I flirt one on one Lift your skirt You ain’t got nothing under that You need to skip church You the hottest right now Center of the earth Gotta journey to the beautiful woman who gave you birth Tell her that she did a good job And that her daughter in good hand She knows that first hand I’m the man Anybody before is in the past Hurt they need a cast You ahead of the pack These other woman dead last Look what you do to me I’m thinking about nudity Scenes of sexuality Your makin me a casuality of love [Chorus] [Verse 2] Listen baby, without puffing It’s all natural Your presence is my antidote Your nipples are my candy Your lips are my marijuana Your pussy is my heroin Your ass is my cocaine Your body is the dope game This beast can’t be tamed For pleasure I bring the pain One hour I make it rain The room went thru a hurricane Call me insane Or just tell me I’m the best You never felt so good in your life The dick is blessed Likewise you got the tightest hole I wanna hold you like a businessman clutching the Iphone Your right at home Baby, let your hair down, feet up, relax while I’m kissing your C cups Jesus, no sports but I got my D up Look where a bottle of red wine had to lead us Right into the shower, where it’s hotter Than Adidas back in ‘89 No accidents the baby is mine