August Alsina - Planes (August Alsina Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: August Alsina] Just touched down on the runway All white on, no Sunday Step out wave to the haters Got 'em saying "I'mma be rich one day" But right now is our time and we winning Lemme pause, go back to beginning Seen a chick so bad with an a** so fat Before the plane took off, I was in her Got her in the mile high club, she a member (member) Can't tell you her name, don't remember ('member) But she took it to the head like a winner (winner) Had an airplane meal, that was dinner Lot on her plate, she was pickin' out Begging a n***a to dick her out Now they ain't lettin' her back on the plane Cause the way she was yellin' and showin' out All in first cla** with the champagne Sorry lame n***as but you can't hang Shawty say she f**ing with the campaign Tap me on the shoulder for the bang-bang Bang bang bang, do my damn thang She love the way I beat it up Say she want it all but then I try, she staying out (damn) Wanna know how I do it? Girl, I does this sh** And motherf** the rumors, we above that sh** I just wanna hit the spot, have you in love and sh** If you cool then we can kick it, if you not dismissed [Pre-Chorus: August Alsina] I can put you in the mile high club, what's up? Let's take a trip Have you ever read "The world is yours" on a blimp? [Chorus: August Alsina] Get high baby roll one, cloud nine 'bout to go up Lovin' the feelin' of the turbulence girl when we turn up When we land we can roll out, show ya somethin' you ain't know about Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out [Verse 2: Jeremih] Catch me rolling through the city Riding with the top off Man my whip so big when you in it f** around and get lost Told my b**h to let her hair down What this sh** cost? Tell me baby if ya 'bout that life right now Hope it ain't talk [Pre-Chorus: Jeremih] I can put you in the mile high club, what's up? Let's take a trip Have you ever read "The world is yours" on a blimp? [Bridge: Jeremeih] Tell her be free, baby spread your wings Got your legs in the sky like a plane Let me guide that, I'm the pilot Can't nobody see you, 30 thousand feet On your knees in them Prada's Make the freaky sh** come up out her [Chorus: Jeremih] Get high baby roll one, cloud nine 'bout to go up Lovin' the feelin' of the turbulence girl when we turn up When we land we can roll out, show ya somethin' you ain't know about Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out [Verse 3: J. Cole] (Cole World, I got it, I got it, I got it, listen) You need a n***a that's gon' come over and dig ya out You need a n***a that you know is not gon' run his mouth You need a n***a when he done probably gon' put ya out You need a n***a that's gon' put it in your mouth Dick so big it's like a foot is in yo mouth And you ain't babysittin', but my kids all on yo couch And oh, you nasty, oh oh, you nasty Both graduated, so f** keeping it cla**y Look, they love me in the Chi like MJ They love me in the Chi like Oprah No n***a could block, not even Dikembe Compared to Cole, boy, you're softer than a sofa And so far my new sh**'s so fire n***a, check my profile Who ya know make waves in the low tide? Deebo'ed your b**h, now she both ours n***a, lil brown liquor in my liver Pretty brown thang in my bed Been a long time since I had to ask for head So goddamn don't make me beg But I will if I need to cause forreal Girl, I need ya I could put ya on a flight, we could take off tonight If you scared of heights, sh** I got a pill I could feed you [Pre-Chorus: Jeremih] I can put you in the mile high club, what's up? Let's take a trip Have you ever read "The world is yours" on a blimp?