Clouds Lyrics - Quality Street Music - Dj Drama

(Maybach music) 

This some boss shit right here, huh! 

I wanna kiss your mind, babe 

Let's take a walk on a cloud, yeah 

Let me taste your thoughts, babe 

Let's take a walk on a cloud (DJ Drama, rozay) 

Last night I fell asleep counting a million cash 

Life wild, I only smile when I see my stash 

Large yacht, fast money, she need a slow cruise 

Cigar, Ciroc, her nigga old news 

Old money always put me on my new shit 

Hermes ahead in my to-do list 

Rollin' up loud, take a walk in the clouds 

Take a look at my niggas, young, rich and we wild 

Ain't no bitches allowed, acting like snitchin' in style 

Got this gold on my neck, we teachin' new principles now 

Startin' the Lotus, revin' the motors 

Walk on the clouds, and I'm second to no one 

I wanna kiss your mind, babe 

Let's take a walk on a cloud, yeah (Oh that's what that feel like, you know) 

Let me taste your thoughts, babe (Closet full of thousand dollar shoes and shit) 

Let's take a walk on a cloud (Feel like you walkin' on clouds huh?) 

Just tell 'em courtesy of King Push' 

Uh, I got you walkin' on cloud nine, yeah 

Your shoe collection now crowds mine 

Uh, you only second to my first love, haha 

But we'll just refer to her as alpine 

Alpina, the B7 on each headin' 

Like you ridin' in first class to reach heaven 

Woo! Close enough to see the gates open 

Waterfront, you don't wonder if the lakes open (Life) 

Balconies have you bent over (Love) 

Chanel samples being sent over (Uh) 

Shit, I swear she was born for me 

Right? Just keep it tight and keep it warm for me, Push' 

I wanna kiss your mind, babe 

Let's take a walk on a cloud, yeah 

Let me taste your thoughts, babe (Soon as I heard this one I told Drama I get it right back to 'em) 

Let's take a walk on a cloud (That's what we gon' do) 

I could never go broke what my name is? 

I'm a brand, I'm a man who became rich 

New cars, new crib, but I ain't a switch 

The same old niggas I been wit' 

Got this loot together, same ones gon' spend it 

Circle of winners baby girl I done brung you in it 

No iPhone pictures, you gotta live off memory 

Pop the hood I show you the engine 

Roll through my old hood, put you up on my history 

Smoke joints with my niggas and cash stunts on them bum ass niggas 

I don't deal with, with a caught fire now them suckers catchin' feelin's 

But they can't reach us 

We in the God ceilings, cathedral-style homes 

Rosaries in my Rolls Royce, God put me on 

Rollin' somethin' choice, lighten up RAW cones 

She never wan' come down, I promise her she won't, yeah 

I wanna kiss your mind, babe 

Let's take a walk on a cloud, yeah 

Let me taste your thoughts, babe 

Let's take a walk on a cloud, yeah