[Intro: Fat Pat]
In the sky, so high on Cloud 9
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine
In the sky, so high on Cloud 9
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine
In the sky, so high on Cloud 9
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine
In the sky, so high on Cloud 9
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine
You ain't no pimp, you're a rest-haven for hoes
You're a car thief, a car thief
That one you got out there is probably hot as a firecracker right now
That was thirty-five thousand dollars?
Thirty-five thousand dollars cash money
No, I get one— Thirty-five thousand dollars plus one, right?
The one I gave you?
No, you gave me six though, right?
I had one with six and a thirty-five thousand plus one plus six makes seven
Thirty-five thousand dollars and seven, right?
Motherfuckеr, can you buy that?
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine

[Verse 1]
Uh, man, hold up, a young n***a stayin' dine
I be trippin', so if you owе me, you best to pay me mine
Ain't gon' catch me in no skinny jeans, that's where I draw the line
Rollin' murder, that mean the pain of swangers no longer shine
That satin black on this Cadillac
Bandana motherfucker, I had to act
Lost lookin' for it, they can't find it though
I hit a button, they'll never know I had the pack
Bad bitches on it, never ran with rats
And Dominique went and keep my hands intact
Couple n***as talkin' shit, I uppercut a couple n***as
'Til I old-style whip them hoes back to back
N***a, I don't need another baby mama
Just want some good head and clean vagina
I ain't fuckin' with it if it's a panty liner
'Cause the bitch is bleedin' if she's an old-timer
Only smoke good weed, no slow-downers
If you want 'em, I got 'em, get the dough out ya
Y'all n***as ain't even my bros kinda
That's why I don't speak when I roll by ya
Come and dine
[Chorus: Z-Ro & Fat Pat]
In the sky, so high on Cloud 9 (Cloud 9)
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine (Remember alright?)
In the sky, so high on Cloud 9 (Mmm)
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine (Yeah, hey-ayy)
In the sky, so high on Cloud 9 (Listen)
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine (Remember alright?)
In the sky, so high on Cloud 9 (Yeah, hey-ayy)
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine

[Verse 2]
Woman, I got's to go
I know you want more but I'm out the door
Loved kickin' it with you but you got's to know
If it ain't about money then it's not for Ro
In traffic all day like stop and go
If it's sunny outside then the top can go
Jacka run up on me, he get shot for show
I ain't havin' that shit, I lock and load, I'll pop you, bro
Straight outta Ridge [?][2:34]
Where we drink 'til we ain't got no kidneys
Most of them can't roll to the store with me
You ain't gon' never see them boys at the show with me
I don't know you no more if you ain't grow with me
Like, "Ro, stay in 1994 with me"
I'm one deep on my yacht 'cause I never forgot
When it was a canoe, n***as ain't roll with me
I'm one deep everywhere you see me at
Where them ho n***as hang, I don't never be at
I bet you never see me pull up, "Where the weed at?"
They bring it to the house, when I run out they'll be back
I'm swimming pool cool, I don't want no problem
But if I get pissed off, you don't really wanna see that
A stand-up guy, I'm the king of the ghetto so the throne is the only place I'ma take a seat at (Hey)
[Chorus: Z-Ro & Fat Pat]
In the sky, so high on Cloud 9 (And that's alright)
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine (My n***a, that's alright)
In the sky, so high on Cloud 9 (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine (What?)
In the sky, so high on Cloud 9 ([?])
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine (In this motherfucker tonight)
In the sky, so high on Cloud 9 (Hey, hey, hey, yeah)
Mad— mad ho, but a young playa staying dine (Remember right? Ooh-ooh-ooh)

[Outro]
Listen
These n***as know
[?][3:45]
Keep your motherfuckin' hands off