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Creed and Cali\nI get, so high\nGirl you're a groupie, no need to lie\nI get, so high\nGet so, so high, 'til you feel to fly\nI get, so high\nShe's so, so shy, until the night\n(Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)\nI was last year and I'm still the guy\nYo I've been stuck with my booty call\nFurthermore I fell in love with my booty call\nGirl you got junk, know your boot is full\nIn the eyes of a tug that is beautiful\nWhen I'm on tour, you know who to call\nI'm in Tom Ford, this ain't suitable\nDiamonds, handbags, you suit it all\nKilos, gram packs, we move it all\n\"Oi Mist, are you takin' the piss?\" (why?)\nI swear you got a ring, that is made for a wrist\nI swear I got a ting, that is made for my lips\nI got a gun for him, I ain't making a diss\nGettin' so, so high, they hatin'\nI can't say I don't know why\nI'm feelin' scared when the po roll by (why?)\n'Cause me and the bros got a pole close by\nBang!\nI get, so high\nGirl you're a groupie, no need to lie\nI get, so high\nGet so, so high, 'til you feel to fly\nI get, so high\nShe's so, so shy, until the night\n(Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)\nI was last year and I'm still the guy\nI get, so high\nI get, so high (ah!)\nI get, so high\n(Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.49] Fred again\n[00:06.62] Preditah\n[00:08.38] Ah\n[00:08.76] I get, so high\n[00:10.64] (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)\n[00:17.04] I get, so high\n[00:18.99] Girl you're a groupie, no need to lie\n[00:21.67] I get, so high\n[00:23.42] Get so, so high, 'til you feel to fly\n[00:26.18] I get, so high\n[00:27.98] She's so, so shy, 'til the night\n[00:30.08] (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)\n[00:33.12] I was last year and I'm still the guy\n[00:35.11] Throw some sauce 'pon 'dem\n[00:37.35] So high, time to walk 'pon 'dem\n[00:39.53] Yeah I do set trends\n[00:41.15] Talk too much get sticky for you friends\n[00:42.87] Send a hitta to your ends\n[00:44.07] I don't dance, I ain't movin' my feet\n[00:46.29] Ah, 'cause I'm dancin' with heat\n[00:48.50] Bad B's got my tunes on repeat\n[00:50.07] Do it with ease, out 'ere tripling P's\n[00:52.77] Back to my grindin' again (I'm back)\n[00:55.61] Writin', rhymin' again\n[00:57.29] Firing skengs, yeah it's Fred yet again\n[00:59.97] Manna put a line in your ends\n[01:01.83] Aggy, so much gold it's chavvy\n[01:05.12] 'Dem man are chatty like gyally\n[01:06.52] Big .44 called Maggie\n[01:08.01] What's my cologne? Creed and Cali\n[01:11.04] I get, so high\n[01:12.70] Girl you're a groupie, no need to lie\n[01:14.75] I get, so high\n[01:16.55] Get so, so high, 'til you feel to fly\n[01:19.50] I get, so high\n[01:21.04] She's so, so shy, until the night\n[01:23.23] (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)\n[01:26.17] I was last year and I'm still the guy\n[01:28.38] Yo I've been stuck with my booty call\n[01:30.40] Furthermore I fell in love with my booty call\n[01:32.37] Girl you got junk, know your boot is full\n[01:34.83] In the eyes of a tug that is beautiful\n[01:36.98] When I'm on tour, you know who to call\n[01:39.32] I'm in Tom Ford, this ain't suitable\n[01:41.46] Diamonds, handbags, you suit it all\n[01:43.77] Kilos, gram packs, we move it all\n[01:45.99] \"Oi Mist, are you takin' the piss?\" (why?)\n[01:48.30] I swear you got a ring, that is made for a wrist\n[01:50.66] I swear I got a ting, that is made for my lips\n[01:52.75] I got a gun for him, I ain't making a diss\n[01:54.94] Gettin' so, so high, they hatin'\n[01:57.16] I can't say I don't know why\n[01:58.44] I'm feelin' scared when the po roll by (why?)\n[02:00.58] 'Cause me and the bros got a pole close by\n[02:03.29] Bang!\n[02:04.42] I get, so high\n[02:05.84] Girl you're a groupie, no need to lie\n[02:08.14] I get, so high\n[02:09.95] Get so, so high, 'til you feel to fly\n[02:12.82] I get, so high\n[02:14.48] She's so, so shy, until the night\n[02:16.11] (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)\n[02:19.63] I was last year and I'm still the guy\n[02:21.93] I get, so high\n[02:26.15] I get, so high (ah!)\n[02:30.52] I get, so high\n[02:34.10] (Temperature ri-i-i-i-i-i-i)","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: So High (feat. 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