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Flying High
You know we flying high ay ay, ooh, ooh, ayy yeah I got 'em singing like ay ay, ooh, ooh, ayy yeah Yeah uh, Ten bottles today babe lets drink 2 and spray 8 yep, all over the damn place or in a haters damn face Dolce and Gabanna, I aint into bandana's might fly to Barbados, try and find some Rihanna's I'm running this jungle, can't touch me I'm hammer and I'm a lion king, a kuna matatta no worries at all, no footy, I ball I'm on my Apple shit, women I'm Mac'ing 'em all Capital summertime ball yeah I can rock a crowd, you saw that coming lets sing it loud I'm stacking my chedder, I've never been better it's now or its never, you know we flying high x2 ay ay, ooh, ooh, ayy yeah I got 'em singing like ay ay, ooh, ooh, ayy yeah You know we flying high You know we flying high Still putting on for my team Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com and stupid niggas wifey's and all the girls like me including the dikeys the life of the party my queen on my body she smelling my neck, thats Issey Miyake I keep it so cool, but I am no fool these niggas with me don't know vocals but they pro-tools pour me a glass, toast G I'm fucking bossy, fuck being Lowkey (ooh!) and you know I can rock a crowd you feel that coming, lets sing it now I'm stacking my chedder, I've never been better it's now or its never, you know we flying high x2 ay ay, ooh, ooh, ayy yeah I got 'em singing like ay ay, ooh, ooh, ayy yeah You know we flying high You know we flying high You know we flying high ay ay, ooh, ooh, ayy yeah I got 'em singing like ay ay, ooh, ooh, ayy yeah
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