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Groovy See, baby, you know I just be, out the way, tryna stay High I'll be high for the holidays, ohhhh You always knew what to say, how? You know you too good to me, girl You know you too good to me Baby (Girl), baby (Girl) Baby (Girl), uh, baby (Girl) Baby (Girl), uh, baby (Girl) Baby (Girl), uh Oh, hey, just to breathe on (Breathe on) Another bitch to breathe on (Bitch to breathe on) She be on me, yeah she all up on my ding-dong (Ding-dong) What's that fragrance? ooh, I like it, this bitch be gone (Psht, psht, psht, psht) I'm just playin', Issey Miyake in the lobby with your best man Call somebody, it's a body in the dead land Call the reverend, Armageddon I'll be high for the holidays, ohhhh You always knew what to say, how? (I don't know) You know you too good to me, girl (Girl) You know you too good to me (Girl) Baby (Girl) That my (Girl) That my (Girl) That my (Girl) Baby (Girl) Go (Girl) Go (Girl) Higher, been a while Won't you come over to my house Smokin' thaow with my girl That's a perfect picture, girl Comin' down, comin' down I hope I'm not comin' down Book a flight out, you my sky miles Anywhere in the world I'll be high for the holidays, ohhhh You always knew what to say, how? (I don't know) You know you too good to me, girl Girl, you know you too good to me Baby (Girl) That my (Girl) That my (Girl) That my (Girl) Baby (Girl) Go (Girl) Go (Girl)
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Ronald Gilmore, Christopher Smith, Nathan Foley, Nathan Reyes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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