Cloud 9 Lyrics

Last night I landed cloud 9

I kept thinking bout' you, woah

I don't know what I was doing but

I kept thinking bout' you, Mhm

I was looking through my phone

Just scrolling through my text, Yeah

Still remember the first time

And the, last time we had sex

Yeah Yeah

Well I reached into the bag and I

Pulled out the mag and I

Hit it from the back

While I made that shit clap like

Ah Ah Ah

Babygirl no Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm

Listen, I would slide in

You'd be riding

You'd be on top

With no crying

No Ah Ah Ah

Babygirl no Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm

Listen, right now I'm flying in the middle of the space

Hold on, my mind's fucked (My mind's fucked)

I'm just walking down the middle of the street

Yeah, my mind's fucked (My mind's fucked)

My dude's blasted in the front

I'm just cooling in the back

Got the stereo bumping

Four blunts in my lap blowing O's

Come on girl you know how it goes

Yeah, last night I landed cloud 9, (Yeah)

I kept thinking bout' you, (No)

I don't know what I was doing but, (Yeah)

I kept thinking bout' you, (Mhmm)

I was looking through my phone

Just scrolling through my text

Still remember the first time

And the last time we had sex

Well I reached into the bag and I

Pulled out the mag

While I hit it from the back

Then I made that shit clap like

Ah Ah Ah

Babygirl no Ah Ah Ah

Listen, I would slide in

You'd be riding

You'd be on top

With no crying

No Ah Ah Ah

Babygirl no Ah Ah Mhmm

Listen, I said this bud got us lifted

My head tripping

This liquor that I'm sipping

Got me twisted

Fuck it

In the bed you gifted

We switched positions

I feel it you dripping

You wet and you soaking

I go grab the lotion

Rub it on yo' body

You stood right beside me

She be getting freaky nasty, suck it sloppy

She know that I love it, when she call me papí

Running to the top

Nobody gon' stop me, watch me

I tried to leave the past behind me

You ain't never left me in no lobby, yeah

That's why you my Bonnie, Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

I got the pieces to the puzzle

But we ain't working

Well connected to her mind

We ain't a circuit

I knew from the spark in her eye

She was the perfect bet

Dealing me them cards

I was grabbing all them poker chips