"We Fly High (Remix)" lyrics
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Its a Rock Starr movement
The bottom bitches
All you hatting ass bitches fall back
Fuck them hoes Trina
Slip n slide records 10 years strong
You done fucked up now
Its the baddest bitch yep
I'm back ya'll bitches ain't ready
Jim Jones
Tipys Yeah
Who want it? Come on balling ain't never been a thing to me
When I slide up to the collar Give me 2 or three
GT Bentleys, pink, yellow and green I flick a few switches
I'm floating over the sea
It's a ball out function Diamond Dog venue, escorted by secret service baddest bitch coming through
Compare me to who I'm high on a pedestal, worse than crystal meth, you can't sleep about a month, too
Cause I'm balling in white lady glasses
Make a Suki horror casino VIP passes
I'm betting meals plus, I got sex appeal
Stunting just like my man can't explain how I feel
Remix we fly high, no lie you know this
Foreign rides outside it's like showbiz
We stay fly no lie, and you know this
Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused
Ain't gonna lie I'm fucked up feel that and we all say only one thing gonna get us by that's the ball
Buy a meal on the crib, 50 on the dog tag
Craig seen the jail 20 mill, thought I gone, man
Nah, I had to go and grab the spider, the red light
You better get your bread right
You ain't a baller, you chase checks
I check right even when his dog outside, up in my neck
Ah yo, pick the restaurant, child, chin, chin
Now pick a car, which one I ain't been in?
Pick a watch as long as the hand's spinning
Pick a actress which one I ain't swimming
The yacht still on the deck. I dropped it on her neck. I'm still spending old money.
Benjamin's remix 10 year gold money, motherfuckers
We fly high, no lie you know this
Foreign rides outside it's like showbiz
We stay fly no lie, and you know this
Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused
500 on the Ben and 50 G's on the caly
100 G' on my bar we both living land, doing my thing, niggas, uptown swing, niggas, get it, how we live like money ain't a tight
I'm stunting on the things every time you see me swing, every time you see me hang, best believe I got that thang
Pop up at the club nigga, show them hoes, love, cause they know we make it rain, so they chew against the love
Like I'm skating on ice like Christie and Gucci sitting up in the Chevy eating blowfish sushi
550 mint color beans, me and gin with the bandcam twins, and they blowing out
Hell [?] so you know we getting cooked
Iceberg drop, nigga, now, right, cool floss, 28 inches in the abnormal bone, cause my whole wrist in, and my neck kind of blue
We fly high, no lie you know this
Foreign rides outside it's like showbiz
We stay fly no lie, and you know this
Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused
Tipys Tipys Tipys
Tipys Tipys Tipys
Tipys Tipys Tipys
Tipys Tipys Tipys
Its a Rock Starr movement
The bottom bitches
All you hatting ass bitches fall back
Fuck them hoes Trina
Slip n slide records 10 years strong
You done fucked up now
Its the baddest bitch yep
I'm back ya'll bitches ain't ready
Jim Jones
Tipys Yeah
Who want it? Come on balling ain't never been a thing to me
When I slide up to the collar Give me 2 or three
GT Bentleys, pink, yellow and green I flick a few switches
I'm floating over the sea
It's a ball out function Diamond Dog venue, escorted by secret service baddest bitch coming through
Compare me to who I'm high on a pedestal, worse than crystal meth, you can't sleep about a month, too
Cause I'm balling in white lady glasses
Make a Suki horror casino VIP passes
I'm betting meals plus, I got sex appeal
Stunting just like my man can't explain how I feel
Remix we fly high, no lie you know this
Foreign rides outside it's like showbiz
We stay fly no lie, and you know this
Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused
Ain't gonna lie I'm fucked up feel that and we all say only one thing gonna get us by that's the ball
Buy a meal on the crib, 50 on the dog tag
Craig seen the jail 20 mill, thought I gone, man
Nah, I had to go and grab the spider, the red light
You better get your bread right
You ain't a baller, you chase checks
I check right even when his dog outside, up in my neck
Ah yo, pick the restaurant, child, chin, chin
Now pick a car, which one I ain't been in?
Pick a watch as long as the hand's spinning
Pick a actress which one I ain't swimming
The yacht still on the deck. I dropped it on her neck. I'm still spending old money.
Benjamin's remix 10 year gold money, motherfuckers
We fly high, no lie you know this
Foreign rides outside it's like showbiz
We stay fly no lie, and you know this
Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused
500 on the Ben and 50 G's on the caly
100 G' on my bar we both living land, doing my thing, niggas, uptown swing, niggas, get it, how we live like money ain't a tight
I'm stunting on the things every time you see me swing, every time you see me hang, best believe I got that thang
Pop up at the club nigga, show them hoes, love, cause they know we make it rain, so they chew against the love
Like I'm skating on ice like Christie and Gucci sitting up in the Chevy eating blowfish sushi
550 mint color beans, me and gin with the bandcam twins, and they blowing out
Hell [?] so you know we getting cooked
Iceberg drop, nigga, now, right, cool floss, 28 inches in the abnormal bone, cause my whole wrist in, and my neck kind of blue
We fly high, no lie you know this
Foreign rides outside it's like showbiz
We stay fly no lie, and you know this
Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused
