Super High Rick Ross (Ft. Ne-Yo)

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
From my nigga Diddy view, I think I see his vision too
Purple Rain over Central Park, chillin' with my goons
Big Pop's & Sade's, Cirocs & Chardonnay's
My Cassie's sassy so my penthouse my balloon
We doin' it big, it's goin' down, 9/11
I'm doin' it big, pullin' up in a 911
I been tryna fuck for months, baby girl it's now or never
Got the condo on the beach, hope through our storms we shall weather
Uhh, we shinin' when it's pitch dark
Yeah this bitch a movie, but this time I play a big part (Uhh)
Fuck the marketin', look at what I'm accomplishin'
I'm beatin' niggas by margins bigger than Fran Tarkenton

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
All these cars, all these stars all around me (Super high)
Put your eye to the sky, that's where you'll find me (Ooh)
Cause we are, we are super high
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Yeah, yeah, bring your sexy ass over here, baby
I wanna buy my bitch every bag
And she ain't ever, ever, ever gotta take 'em back (Uhh)
I wanna take my bitch around the globe
Hawaii hang-gliding in the mountains, shittin' on these hoes (Woo)
Red Bottoms by the barrel
Pop them Giuseppe tags like it's American Apparel
Twenty thousand up in Barneys, haters'll never harm me
Rick Owens on me, bombers for my whole army
Andele, andele, baby move fast (Yeah)
She drop it down and bring it back, I like that (I like that)
I wanna buy my bitch every bag
So she ain't ever, ever, ever gotta take 'em back