I Could Put You In The Mile High Club Lyrics

Song Details: I Could Put You In The Mile High Club Lyrics by Jermaine Cole, Jeremih Felton, Anderson Hernandez, Adam Woods, Kia Jeffries, Adam King Feeney. The name of the song is Planez (feat. J. Cole) which is sung by Jeremih

I Could Put You In The Mile High Club Lyrics

[Jeremih:]
This one goes out to all sides world wide
Let that play as n thumpy be your guide
As we go on a ride with playa hatin’ killers and hood n thrive
And lame ms can barely survive

Catch me rollin’ through the city
Ridin’ with the top off
Man, my whip so big when you in it
F around and get lost
Told my b to let her hair down
What this s costs?
Tell me, baby, if you ’bout that life right now
I hope it ain’t talk

I can put you in the Mile High Club, what’s up?
Let’s take a trip
Have you ever read “The World Is Yours”
On a blimp?

Tell her be free, baby, spread your wings
Got your legs in the sky like a plane
Let me guide that, I’m the pilot
Can’t nobody see you 30 thousand feet
On your knees in them Prada’s
Makin’ freaky shit come up out her

Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, ’bout to go up
Lovin’ the feelin, the turbulence, girl, when we turn up
When we land we can roll out
Show you somethin’ you ain’t know about
Tonight we be takin’ off flight with a camera to show out

I got you in the air, your body in the air
How it feel up here?
You can scream as loud as you want, and loud as you can
And ain’t nobody gonna hear it

Would you like it better
If I hit the west coast?

I can put you in the Mile High Club, what’s up?
Let’s take a trip
Have you ever read “The World Is Yours”
On a blimp?

Tell her be free, baby, spread your wings
Got your legs in the sky like a plane
Let me guide that, I’m the pilot
Can’t nobody see you 30 thousand feet
On your knees in them Prada’s
Makin’ freaky shit come up out her

Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, ’bout to go up
Lovin’ the feelin, the turbulence, girl, when we turn up
When we land we can roll out
Show you somethin’ you ain’t know about
Tonight we be takin’ off flight with a camera to show out

[J. Cole:]
Cole World, I got it, I got it, I got it, listen
You need a n that’s gonna come over and dig you out
You need a n that you know is not gon’ run his mouth
You need a n when he done probably gon’ put you out
You need a ni that’s gon’ put it in your mouth
D so big it’s like a foot is in yo’ mouth
And you ain’t babysitting, but my kids all on yo’ couch
And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you nasty
Both graduated so f keepin’ it classy
Look, they love me in the Chi like MJ
They love me in the Chi like Oprah
No n could block, not even Dikembe
Compared to Cole, boy, you’re softer than a sofa
And so far my new shit’s so fire, n, check my profile
Who you know make waves in a low tide?
Deebo’ed yo’ btx, now she both ours
N little brown liquor in my liver
Pretty brown thang in my bed
Been a long time since I had to ask for head
So God damn don’t make me beg
But I will if I need to cause for real, girl, I need you
I could put you on a flight, we could take off tonight
If you scared of heights, shit I got a pill I could feed you
Cole

[Jeremih:]
I can put you in the Mile High Club, what’s up?
Let’s take a trip
Have you ever read “The World Is Yours”
On a blimp?

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