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Blu Hyku – Lifted (feat. Trey Cruz) Lyrics
Blu Hyku
Ohhh I feel our bodies taking off weight Up in the clouds we hearing sounds Of trumpets, organs, and bass Facing the goddess, kumbaya shit You got an honest face Take me to promised place Let me melt in your oven(M) brace I am amazed by the way you grace Your fragrance may be the best I've taste You make it rain on the kingdom plain So harvest grains could be made to bake I mean I say it when I'm baked But if I say it then it's true I know it ain't the same in heaven If I ain't gone be with you What's Gucci my mama You cool with the ganja We soothin our chakras We getting lifted outta This city, the proudest The illest, the honest So take a hit of power We getting lifted outta What's Gucci my mama You cool with the ganja We soothin our chakras We getting lifted outta This city, the proudest The illest, the honest So take a hit of power We getting lifted outta here Out the atmosphere Hop in my space ship The stars are looking clear All you gotta do is grab my hand Take a chance I know I ain't perfect But I'll be an honest man And I recognize your face Your beauty can't be replaced When you walk inside any place It's like music begins to play Time it starts to slow down Butterflies in my stomach Nigga I aint got game But f*ck it imma run it Like, uh Was Gucci the ganja I roll it with no problem Tryna intertwine our chakras We getting lifted outta This city our problems Together we goin solve em Just take a hit of power We gettin lifted outta Was Gucci the ganja We puff it like a Rasta Tryna intertwine our chakras We getting lifted outta This city together We'll conquer any fear Just you and I swear We gettin lifted outta here What's Gucci my mama You cool with the ganja We soothin our chakras We getting lifted outta This city, the proudest The illest, the honest So take a hit of power We getting lifted outta What's Gucci my mama You cool with the ganja We soothin our chakras We getting lifted outta This city, the proudest The illest, the honest So take a hit of power We getting lifted outta here