P Money
Sweet Shop (Come Follow Me Mix)
Take me high
Take me higher
Take me high
Take me higher
Take me high
Take me higher
Sweet shop

Yo, raver
Come follow me
Come follow me
Come follow me
Come higher

Everybody screaming "Oh, Jesus"
On top of that we're OGs

Raver
Come follow me
Come follow me
Come follow me
Come higher

Everybody screaming "Oh, Jesus"
On top of that we're OGs
Come follow me
Come follow me higher
Come follow me
Come follow me up

Come follow me
Come follow me higher
Come follow me
Come follow me up

Ta-take me higher
(If you want me to do that right yo)

You need to come follow the mic controller
Big MC with a bad boy persona
I don't play about 1 bar from the king
Equal your G. A. M. E. over
Watch everybody walk over
I got the strongest music that will send you sky high
This lyric is 100% (Harder!)
Don't tell me about sober (What?)
P Money, young holder
The pride vibe from original soldier
Rave runnin on set, exploder
I can lean on the head of your small car
Remember, don't say I never told ya
One talk to me so I'm driving to the zone
I'll take your girl into space where there's no reception so there's no point in you tryna phone her
Take me high
Take me higher
Take me high
Take me higher
Take me high
Take me higher
Sweet shop
(If you want me to do that right yo)

You need to come here with a mandem swag alert
Presidental you can take pics if you want
Sign in ya Facebook then tag it up
Caption it, dat n***a had it up
I get so many numbers, I can't add it up
Girls on the left
Girls on the right
Wait up my options, then bag it up
I take one backstage, bad it up
I have it up, I'm trashin' up
I'm VIP, you're standing up
You look terrible, she's cracking up
Tryna end it, outfits matching up
My ravers are flying, you're just standing up
I ain't gotta be on stage to have it up
You don't bad it up cause you ain't bad enough
I get ya man cracked in so pack it up
Come follow me
Come follow me higher
Come follow me
Come follow me up

Come follow me
Come follow me higher
Come follow me
Come follow me up

Come follow me
Come follow me higher
Come follow me
Come follow me up

Ta-take me higher
(If you want me to do that right yo)

You need to come round here with your OGs on
You can find us in the corner, vibes in
So my bassline I could be on the speaker
Nonstop, no taking a brief, oh
Come find a number one, that's the [?]
VIP section or you could drink my fame mix and go two more that your preacher
Trust me, I know more that your teacher (Ha ha!)
She's a n***a beaver
And tonight, she's gonna collapse, your damned
She's with me, but she's wrong fam
I got a wristband, while you're banned (Ha!)
I only came with floor man
This rave got me going madness
There's too many girls
Too many, many girls
Including yours so you may need to bring more, man

Come follow me
Come follow me higher
Come follow me
Come follow me up

Come follow me
Come follow me higher
Come follow me
Come follow me up

Come follow me
Come follow me higher
Come follow me
Come follow me up

Everybody screaming "Oh, Jesus"
On top of that we're OGs

Take me high
Take me higher
Take me high
Take me higher
Take me high
Take me higher
Sweet shop