Lyrics:
at the party, hands up in the air but still she sexy when she shake her body
That type of chick that says "hey girl, let's go to the after party"
After that we
doner
A pool party in my crib at the Daytona
Hosted by Sonia and Monya, ooh
Mami, walkin' up the beach, so fly, so neat
It's me and Ginuwine, 23s
house looking slick
It's like some shit straight out of a Hollywood flick
Me and my clique met the chick up at Saint Nicks
Honey was thick, I was
try to misbehave
Stay fly, boy bye, on they necks like a tie, hood rich, run an end, fuck it up with my Bestfriend
Tell a lie, get blocked, you aint got
stepping in the name of love
She fuck with Michael B. Jordan 'til she saw him wearing Coach
I told her meet me up at Fendi, we can step it up
Met Gala
--I almost forgot, I gotta see a cop
I figured it was a drop who must ain't get his gwop
He told me meet him by the bridge, I get there in a hurry
Got
baby, I'm blowin', zootin' it up
And I hope you dig the sounds I'm makin' more'n any other
Now I must go for it's time for you to listen to my other
Fly up the bridges fly up the village
Enjoy freedom like angel kisses
Fly up the ridges fly up the buildings
Meet me
Mercy (swerve)
Your chick she so thirsty (swerve)
I'm in that two seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl she tryna jerk me (swerve)
OK, drop it
doner
A pool party in my crib at the Daytona
Hosted by Sonia and Monya, ooh
Mami, walkin' up the beach, so fly, so neat
It's me and Ginuwine, 23s
the side pocket
Martin Luther King I sold plugs
But got told on by Chris Sawyer
Funny thing bout it I just saw em
Bought it up and he quit talkin
Had
phone
I don't give a fuck, though
Hand me a Dixie cup and a Red Bull
And I'mma mix it up with something special to make ya head go
Ooo wee ooo wee,
you up
Man, Homicide be looking for whoever tore you up
Flood up the whole block with paramedics and coroners
I can roll up all by myself
game, now its back to where we meet again...
Blaze a 50
Sit back in a droptop Bezour Bentley.
Of course wit me, this chick who'd make Bobby divorce
want it
Y'all don't want it, y'all just fronting, homeboy, then back up off me
I'm a young fly soldier, thought I told ya, wack cats is gon' be over
the certain swag
( nah nah )
So pay attention
You feel me?
Hook:
I’m to fly from my clothes to the kicks and the chicks that can’t wait to just lick on my
you'll meet god
Whoa
We gon' fuck up the night (night)
Spaceships fly (fly)
Baby, make it rain
Don't let go 'til it storms again
I pray that this
opened up the Persian curtains, it's a whirlwind
Me and Donald Trump disagree on a lot of stuff
But we seem to get along at the taco truck
He was
the fishes (Fishes)
Nothin’ change but the digits (Digits)
I can turn the club up (Up)
Shut it down, I’m gifted (Gifted)
Y’all don’t know about Rockiee
the life I'm livin' though I'm looking forward to the day I fly
I can't wait to meet You
I do my best to do right, got to get to the way up high
Oh, my
page from Bris
He told me he saw Sean and two chicks followed by four whips
Somewhere in the Florida sticks
It's a set up
Tell the crew to keep their
Hosted by Sonia and Monya, ooh
Mami, walkin' up the beach, so fly, so neat
It's me and Ginuwine, 23s on our feet
Say mami, you look good, mami, you're so
happened to the Dixie Chicks
It's like nobody else complains
Till you tryna be more than a nigga with a chain
Cube already told you, they corrupted
said it’s fine by me
I got baggage up on me
I got cabbage up on me
Insta Chick looking schweet
Turn around and say cheese
I might fly you
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