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Touch Da Sky First Video (MV)




Performed By: Juicy J
Language: English
Written by: Jordan Houston




Juicy J - Touch Da Sky First Lyrics




Before I start my day
You know I gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Before I make a play
You know I gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Before I pull up on your baby mama
I gotta touch the sky first
'fore I step in Benihana's
I gotta touch the sky first
Right before I pin the corner
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first

KK got my mind blown
Roll up with a blindfold
Police jump behind me
I'm like OJ in that bronco
I just get my grind on
High Tech in my styrofoam
Famous bitches sendin' naked pictures
To my iPhone i prefer the papers
Got the pilot high off vapors
I might smoke an acre of
A couple different flavors ride my Mercede
Piss-pissin' off the neighbors
I'm just gettin' money so I
Don't get why they hatin'
Before I deal with all this bullshit
I gotta get high chasin' money homie
I can't leave a dollar behind
If you chase that money too
Then we got a lot in common
I be smokin' more Os while
I'm stackin' up my commas

Before I start my day
You know I gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Before I make a play
You know I gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Before I pull up on your baby mama
I gotta touch the sky first
'fore I step in Benihana's
I gotta touch the sky first
Right before I pin the corner
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first (Lex Luger)

I spend the weekend at Frollies, kickin' it
Tippin' some strippers
I got a headace, she gave me head
Now I feel a lot better
I drink it straight from the bottle
I shoot it right off the hip
Stuff a Moonrock in the ground
'bout to roll up a rocketship
I gotta take that bitch on knockin' her off
Now my dick gone
Take a few shots to the dome, she say
That she love me, then she poppin', gone
Might get us something to eat, later though
We probably drop us a bean
Drivin' our foreign machine with the
Bitches thinkin' it's government cheese
Shinin' like a diamond
Stun'n like Big Tymers
You know that Juicy stack more paper
Than a three ring binder
All day long I'm grind, only way we eat
And I don't get no sleep unless on that lean

Before I start my day
You know I gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Before I make a play
You know I gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Before I pull up on your baby mama
I gotta touch the sky first
'fore I step in Benihana's
I gotta touch the sky first
Right before I pin the corner
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky firs

Moonrocks, Hi Tech
Get the weed, where my X, bitch?

Shots of the Henny, bottles of Patron
Blunts to your face
You don't wanna sing no more
Shots of the Henny, bottles of Patron
Blunts to your face
You don't wanna sing no more
Shots of the Henny, bottles of Patron
Blunts to your face
You don't wanna sing no more
Shots of the Henny, bottles of Patron
Blunts to your face
You don't wanna sing no more
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English

Before I start my day
You know I gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Before I make a play
You know I gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Before I pull up on your baby mama
I gotta touch the sky first
'fore I step in Benihana's
I gotta touch the sky first
Right before I pin the corner
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first

KK got my mind blown
Roll up with a blindfold
Police jump behind me
I'm like OJ in that bronco
I just get my grind on
High Tech in my styrofoam
Famous bitches sendin' naked pictures
To my iPhone i prefer the papers
Got the pilot high off vapors
I might smoke an acre of
A couple different flavors ride my Mercede
Piss-pissin' off the neighbors
I'm just gettin' money so I
Don't get why they hatin'
Before I deal with all this bullshit
I gotta get high chasin' money homie
I can't leave a dollar behind
If you chase that money too
Then we got a lot in common
I be smokin' more Os while
I'm stackin' up my commas

Before I start my day
You know I gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Before I make a play
You know I gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Before I pull up on your baby mama
I gotta touch the sky first
'fore I step in Benihana's
I gotta touch the sky first
Right before I pin the corner
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first (Lex Luger)

I spend the weekend at Frollies, kickin' it
Tippin' some strippers
I got a headace, she gave me head
Now I feel a lot better
I drink it straight from the bottle
I shoot it right off the hip
Stuff a Moonrock in the ground
'bout to roll up a rocketship
I gotta take that bitch on knockin' her off
Now my dick gone
Take a few shots to the dome, she say
That she love me, then she poppin', gone
Might get us something to eat, later though
We probably drop us a bean
Drivin' our foreign machine with the
Bitches thinkin' it's government cheese
Shinin' like a diamond
Stun'n like Big Tymers
You know that Juicy stack more paper
Than a three ring binder
All day long I'm grind, only way we eat
And I don't get no sleep unless on that lean

Before I start my day
You know I gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Before I make a play
You know I gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Before I pull up on your baby mama
I gotta touch the sky first
'fore I step in Benihana's
I gotta touch the sky first
Right before I pin the corner
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky first
Gotta touch the sky firs

Moonrocks, Hi Tech
Get the weed, where my X, bitch?

Shots of the Henny, bottles of Patron
Blunts to your face
You don't wanna sing no more
Shots of the Henny, bottles of Patron
Blunts to your face
You don't wanna sing no more
Shots of the Henny, bottles of Patron
Blunts to your face
You don't wanna sing no more
Shots of the Henny, bottles of Patron
Blunts to your face
You don't wanna sing no more
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Writer: Jordan Houston
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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