Jon Connor

Jon Connor - Tour Life lyrics

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[Hook]

Roll up, pour up, till it ain’t no more

Girl let’s get toe up, from flow up to chauffeur, let’s go

Go and toll up, pour up, till it ain’t no more

Girl let’s get toe up, from flow up to chauffeur, let’s go

Girl is you high, you high as hell

But you high as fuck

Is you high, if I ain’t hit it yeah

You ain’t high enough

Girl is you high, you high as hell

But you high as fuck

Is you high, if I ain’t hit it yeah

You ain’t high enough

Smoke fill atmosphere, girl why you actin weird

You don’t really smoke like that

Oh you got a act you see

Not for real, you keep acting high

Maybe you should pursue that career

But your girl lookin so thirsty

Wanna fuck so bad I wish I had a mattress yeah

I let the white to make em get high

Nigga that goose it make em get loose

All that ass to make me salute

When I’m in h town I’m knockin them boots

I ain’t lying, had a little chick in texas,

Woke up, she had dick for breakfast

And her x man tryina play detective

Next time I called her, she was disconnected

I guess, I guess, that’s how a lame nigga roll up

Nigga I’m blessed, motherfucker I’m blessed

Hey girl you enjoy the show

Then you already know, then put it on the floor

Put it, put it on the floor

[Hook]

Roll up, pour up, till it ain’t no more

Girl let’s get toe up, from flow up to chauffeur, let’s go

Go and toll up, pour up, till it ain’t no more

Girl let’s get toe up, from flow up to chauffeur, let’s go

Girl is you high, you high as hell

But you high as fuck

Is you high, if I ain’t hit it yeah

You ain’t high enough

Girl is you high, you high as hell

But you high as fuck

Is you high, if I ain’t hit it yeah

You ain’t high enough

Hold up, wait a minute, niggas puttin hate in it

So lame, dough game, niggas couldn’t pay to hit it

All night, throwing 1’s at my fuckin favorite stripper

She get off her round 4, and she tryina take me her

Cool, I say, I say cool, I say, I say cool

I want too, that means me and you, plus one she say cool

Fuckin right, we gonna fuck all night

I got something to prove nigga

Stop watching cock blockin, let these hoes choose

Girls just wanna have fun, you tryina get these hoes rules

Say you pimpin, you caught feelings

You got these hoes all confused

Barely like em, I don’t love em, I just fuck em

I don’t cuddle, lookin for me after shows

Buy me out lookin for trouble, bitch

Tattoo with my name on it, yeah I run that game on her

She like you bout to blow up

I hope that you don’t change em

Yeah I spend that change on her

I guess that’s just my life nigga

I know she your wife nigga

But she my bitch tonight nigga.

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