TWO HI (WAVES) Video (MV)
Performed By: JasonMartin
Featuring: George Clinton, DJ Quik, Channel Tres, Free Nationals
Language: English
Length: 3:53
Written by: David Marvin Blake, Jason L. Martin, Sheldon Jerome Young, Jose Rios, Ronald Avant, Kelsey Miguel Gonzalez, Matthew L. Merisola, George Clinton Jr.
JasonMartin - TWO HI (WAVES) Lyrics
Official
Less talking, more motion (waves)
We sailing, the world's our ocean (waves)
They searching, web surfing just to ride our (wave)
'Cause we too fly, 'cause we too high (wave)
Waves (waves), waves (waves)
Shit, I was thinking to myself, "A nigga paid a lot"
I used to stay looking for work, sleep in a car parking lot
You know I'm worth more than that
The Dior suitcase put Compton on the map
Cops patrolling, shit's so potent
You know I'm holding that, mmh
They talking, talking, talking, ain't talking 'bout shit
C-walkin', walkin', walkin', walkin' above the ocean
I don't know, I'm getting pulled by the current
Don't see nothing when I pull back the curtain
Less talking, more motion (waves)
We sailing, the world's our ocean (waves)
They searching, web surfing just to ride our (wave)
'Cause we too fly, 'cause we too high (wave)
Waves (waves), waves (waves)
The drugs had me talking to myself (talking to myself)
Lift my eyes to the hills, which come my help (help, help, help)
Don't be stressing, boy, your blessing's on the way
'Cause you can fly today, ride the wave
Females, y'all think y'all slick
Manizers, desires to be rich
I've seen some things, I know the games
Raised in a home with nine siblings
All sisters, no misters, mayne
Now this the thang
I won't be played by no dame
You f*ckin' with me then you feel the same
'Cause everything else is obviously lame
Less talking, more motion (waves)
We sailing, the world's our ocean (waves)
They searching, web surfing just to ride our (wave)
'Cause we too fly, 'cause we too high (wave)
Waves (waves), waves (waves)
The drugs had me talking to myself (talking to myself)
Lift my eyes to the hills, which come my help (help, help, help)
Don't be stressing, boy, your blessing's on the way
'Cause you can fly today, ride the wave
Today, hide away
Yo, this is George Dr. Funkenstein Clinton
Saying beware of the Chupacabra
Bloodsucker of livestock, some bad motherf*ckers
Horrifying creatures that lurks in the dark
Hoping to catch you suckers slipping
Beware of the Chupacabra
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Less talking, more motion (waves)
We sailing, the world's our ocean (waves)
They searching, web surfing just to ride our (wave)
'Cause we too fly, 'cause we too high (wave)
Waves (waves), waves (waves)
Shit, I was thinking to myself, "A nigga paid a lot"
I used to stay looking for work, sleep in a car parking lot
You know I'm worth more than that
The Dior suitcase put Compton on the map
Cops patrolling, shit's so potent
You know I'm holding that, mmh
They talking, talking, talking, ain't talking 'bout shit
C-walkin', walkin', walkin', walkin' above the ocean
I don't know, I'm getting pulled by the current
Don't see nothing when I pull back the curtain
Less talking, more motion (waves)
We sailing, the world's our ocean (waves)
They searching, web surfing just to ride our (wave)
'Cause we too fly, 'cause we too high (wave)
Waves (waves), waves (waves)
The drugs had me talking to myself (talking to myself)
Lift my eyes to the hills, which come my help (help, help, help)
Don't be stressing, boy, your blessing's on the way
'Cause you can fly today, ride the wave
Females, y'all think y'all slick
Manizers, desires to be rich
I've seen some things, I know the games
Raised in a home with nine siblings
All sisters, no misters, mayne
Now this the thang
I won't be played by no dame
You f*ckin' with me then you feel the same
'Cause everything else is obviously lame
Less talking, more motion (waves)
We sailing, the world's our ocean (waves)
They searching, web surfing just to ride our (wave)
'Cause we too fly, 'cause we too high (wave)
Waves (waves), waves (waves)
The drugs had me talking to myself (talking to myself)
Lift my eyes to the hills, which come my help (help, help, help)
Don't be stressing, boy, your blessing's on the way
'Cause you can fly today, ride the wave
Today, hide away
Yo, this is George Dr. Funkenstein Clinton
Saying beware of the Chupacabra
Bloodsucker of livestock, some bad motherf*ckers
Horrifying creatures that lurks in the dark
Hoping to catch you suckers slipping
Beware of the Chupacabra
We sailing, the world's our ocean (waves)
They searching, web surfing just to ride our (wave)
'Cause we too fly, 'cause we too high (wave)
Waves (waves), waves (waves)
Shit, I was thinking to myself, "A nigga paid a lot"
I used to stay looking for work, sleep in a car parking lot
You know I'm worth more than that
The Dior suitcase put Compton on the map
Cops patrolling, shit's so potent
You know I'm holding that, mmh
They talking, talking, talking, ain't talking 'bout shit
C-walkin', walkin', walkin', walkin' above the ocean
I don't know, I'm getting pulled by the current
Don't see nothing when I pull back the curtain
Less talking, more motion (waves)
We sailing, the world's our ocean (waves)
They searching, web surfing just to ride our (wave)
'Cause we too fly, 'cause we too high (wave)
Waves (waves), waves (waves)
The drugs had me talking to myself (talking to myself)
Lift my eyes to the hills, which come my help (help, help, help)
Don't be stressing, boy, your blessing's on the way
'Cause you can fly today, ride the wave
Females, y'all think y'all slick
Manizers, desires to be rich
I've seen some things, I know the games
Raised in a home with nine siblings
All sisters, no misters, mayne
Now this the thang
I won't be played by no dame
You f*ckin' with me then you feel the same
'Cause everything else is obviously lame
Less talking, more motion (waves)
We sailing, the world's our ocean (waves)
They searching, web surfing just to ride our (wave)
'Cause we too fly, 'cause we too high (wave)
Waves (waves), waves (waves)
The drugs had me talking to myself (talking to myself)
Lift my eyes to the hills, which come my help (help, help, help)
Don't be stressing, boy, your blessing's on the way
'Cause you can fly today, ride the wave
Today, hide away
Yo, this is George Dr. Funkenstein Clinton
Saying beware of the Chupacabra
Bloodsucker of livestock, some bad motherf*ckers
Horrifying creatures that lurks in the dark
Hoping to catch you suckers slipping
Beware of the Chupacabra
Writer: David Marvin Blake, Jason L. Martin, Sheldon Jerome Young, Jose Rios, Ronald Avant, Kelsey Miguel Gonzalez, Matthew L. Merisola, George Clinton Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.