Clouds

Every time you come around
I lose my head up in the clouds
Every time you come around
I lose my head up in the clouds
Got me feeling
Like a new man. uh

Holding you hot no safety, girl can you blame me
Got to pinch your skin to make sure we aint going crazy
Heavy clouds in my crib, she don't complain its too stanky
My birds throw they shit back then i make em bow and thank me
Teddy, cult leader, yoga master, make em bend it back
Kool Aid gang, Jim Jones with a hundred racks
In bed, bird rolling from my private stash
Windows got em tinted black
In traffic, speakers move the dash
She stuffed her face up in my lap
Muzzle on she acting bad
Fuck these pigs I'm speeding past
While i turn my blunt to ash
Ass get smacked, we flying fast
Not afraid to pull it over and ...and eat it like a snack uh
Unholy hoes they be getting forgot about
They moving slow we ride around
My special bitch she gets a crown
Lifted up and carried round by my mistresses when they in town
My missuses don't fuck around, nope
I got to thank her now, woah

Every time you come around
Every time you come around
Every time you come around
I lose my head up in the clouds
Every time
Every time
Every time
Every time
Every time
Every time
Every time you come around