Mars
Come, babeCome and get on my levelBreathe it in with meLet it get to your head then get to mine (ooh)Let it get to your head then get to mineI wanna watch you take it in
I'm so high, I'm wasted,I don't wanna come downLet me take you to Mars, girlAnd we'll make love on a star, girl[x2]
I don't wanna talkI don't wanna thinkI'm up here waiting for youI'm so high, high, high
You taste so pure, you see something, why can't I, babeMy eyes must be cloudy, purple hazeReaching down to touch youBring you heaven all night longYou're my fallen angel and I'm here to take you home
I'm so high, I'm wasted,I don't wanna come downLet me take you to Mars, girlAnd we'll make love on a star, girl[x2]
[Rick Ross]She said she centerfold, you other chicks just run alongShe shit on Christian Louboutin, she won't put it onNo logos on the bag if she got in on her armAll she talk is swag, yeah you know she pour it onAll those cold nights fat boy had to keep her warmKept a paintbrush, studying The Art of WarMr. Brainwash fuckin' to my favorite songI run with Cash Money but you know my money long
I'm so high, I'm wasted,I don't wanna come downLet me take you to Mars, girlAnd we'll make love on a star, girl[x2]
I don't wanna talkI don't wanna thinkI'm up here waiting for youI'm so high, high, high