High Art lyrics

[Intro: The-Dream & Jay-Z]
I'm tired of talkin' 'bout it, let's do it
Girl I'm missin' you like b*tches miss my music
And I swear I can't wait to drop yah (Burn!)
Hit your body with that yoppa
Hit your body with that yoppa then get high (Burn!)

[Chorus: The-Dream]
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas

[Verse 1: The-Dream]
My n*ggas, my n*ggas, hit my man, he got that purp
My n*ggas, this dry ass blunt, we gon' make that work
My n*ggas, who got that fire, who got that fire?
My n*ggas, stop playin' n*gga, pass that lighter
My n*ggas, he got hundreds, we got hundreds
My n*ggas, half a B, we got money
My n*ggas, 2 Live Crew, shawty get it, get it
Too high crew, shawty hit it, hit it

[Chorus: The-Dream]
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas (Hit it, hit it)
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
Burnt up, burn up, burn up
Turnt up, turn up, turn up
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
I make love to my girl and I get high with my n*ggas
[Verse 2: The-Dream]
My n*ggas, they on that lean, they on that lean
My n*ggas, b*tch better not put that in my green
My n*ggas, let it blow, stop cuffin', let it go
My n*ggas, he got hundreds, we got hundreds
My n*ggas, Masta P, we got money
My n*ggas, Two Live Crew, shawty get it, get it
My n*ggas, too high crew, hit it, hit it

[Chorus: The-Dream & Jay-Z]
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas (Hit it, hit it)
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
Burnt up, burn up, burn up
Turnt up, turn up, turn up
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas (Burn, burn!)
I make love to my girl and I get high with my n*ggas (Burn, burn!)

[Verse 3: Jay-Z, The-Dream, Both]
I'm sky high with Ty Ty, G feezys with Jay Breezy
Casa de Campo with OG, then I'm back home to my Bey-Bey (My n*ggas)
Police escorts at the All Star and the Super Bowl, I don't need a horn (My n*ggas)
Horn, beep beep, I'm too on (My n*ggas)
My n*ggas don't do traffic, uh
How ironic, all we used to do is traffic (My n*ggas)
Then it was drop me off at my girl's house at one o'clock, pick me back up (My n*ggas, hey)
You know she gon' try to train a n*gga before I step up in the club
Would've drove my own V, she be tryna take a n*gga's keys (My n*ggas)
She know them hoes be on a n*gga, she ain't even tryin' let n*gga leave
You just wanna be around them nasty b*tches, she said (My n*ggas)
f*ck them hoes, I'm just stuntin' with my n*ggas, he said
[Chorus: The-Dream & Jay-Z]
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas (Burn!)
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas (Burn!)
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
Burnt up, burn up, burn up
Turnt up, turn up, turn up
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
I make love to my girl and I get high with my n*ggas

[Outro: The-Dream]
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
I make love to my girl, then I get high with my n*ggas
I love her, that's no doubt, hit that, then smoke out
High with my n*ggas
I'm on her and she on me, then we OD like OGs
I get high with my n*ggas
And she hold me, cause she down for it
And this sh*t got me paranoid
High with my n*ggas
My girl and that white girl
And she really on that white girl
She really on that white girl
High with my n*ggas