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[Intro: Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa] Get higher Mm-hmm Get higher Get higher Get higher You can get high when you want, hahaha Get higher [Verse 1] Uh My jeans cost a thousand (Thousand) My whip from the old school (Old school) Nun’ but bosses around us (‘Round us) And you ain’t got no pull (No pull) So much champagne, I drowned in it (Drowned in it) OG, rolled a pound of it (Pound of it) Keep it G, you like the sound of it (Sound of it) Came to spend money, who’s countin’ it? (Countin’ it) I’m the realest in the drop, just left the dealer In this outfit I’m a killer, tell the coppers I ain’t innocent (I ain’t innocent) If it’s poppin’, then I’m in it Own it all, you probably rent it When I talk, you niggas listen Thirty thousand, I’mma spend it [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J] Hella bottles in my section Throwin’ money on the floor No, I ain’t on the guest list I walk right in through the door I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) [Verse 2] Mixing Gin up with the Tequila (Tequila) Smokin’ reefer (Reefer) Got it twisted thinkin’ I don’t get fucked up Make you a believer (Believer) Camera’s outside, there go young Khalifa No keys, left the ’69 inside (Inside) ‘Cause my license just expired (Expired) I’m in my Cadillac I don’t drive (Don’t drive) Hit the club and get so high (So high) And I don’t really know about y’all (‘Bout y’all) But all of my niggas got bank (Got bank) I’m payin’ for all of these bottles (Bottles) I’m a boss nigga, fuck you think? Good weed, good drink, better clothes Fast cars, club owners let us smoke Grind hard, you don’t work hard, you’ll never know How it feel, to have a couple niggas that’s real [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J] Hella bottles in my section Throwin’ money on the floor No, I ain’t on the guest list I walk right in through the door I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) [Juicy J] Get Higher! Get Higher! Get Higher! Get Higher! Get Higher!

Vertaling

[Intro: Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa] Kom hoger Mm-hmm Kom hoger Word hoger Word hoger Je kunt high worden wanneer je maar wilt, hahaha Get higher [Verse 1] Uh My jeans cost a thousand (Thousand) My whip from the old school (Oude school) Nun’ but bosses around us (‘Rond ons’) And you ain’t got no pull (No pull) So much champagne, I drowned in it (Verdronken in het) OG, rolled a pound of it (Pond van het) Keep it G, you like the sound of it (Sound of it) Came to spend money, who’s countin’ it? (Countin ‘it) I’m the realest in the drop, just left the dealer In deze outfit ben ik een moordenaar, vertel de politie dat ik niet onschuldig ben. If it’s poppin’, then I’m in it Own it all, you probably rent it When I talk, you niggas listen Thirty thousand, I’mma spend it [Refrein: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J] Hella bottles in my section Throwin’ money on the floor Nee, ik sta niet op de gastenlijst I walk right in through the door I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Ga hoger!) I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Ga hoger!) I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Kom hogerop!) I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) [Verse 2] Mixing Gin up with the Tequila (Tequila) Smokin’ reefer (Reefer) Got it twisted thinkin’ I don’t get fucked up Make you a believer (Believer) Camera’s buiten, daar gaat de jonge Khalifa No keys, left the ’69 inside. (Inside) Cause my license just expired I’m in my Cadillac I don’t drive (Rij niet) Hit the club and get so high And I don’t really know about y’all (‘Bout y’all) But all of my niggas got bank (Hebben bank) I’m payin’ for all of these bottles. (Flessen) I’m a boss nigga, fuck you think? Goede wiet, goede drank, betere kleren. Snelle auto’s, clubeigenaars laten ons roken Hard werken, als je niet hard werkt, zul je nooit weten How it feel, to have a couple niggas that’s real [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J] Hella bottles in my section Throwin’ money on the floor Nee, ik sta niet op de gastenlijst I walk right in through the door I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) I’m so turnt up, so turnt up, so (Get higher!) [Juicy J] Hoger! Hoger! Hoger! Hoger! Get Higher!