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Chipmunk
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Flying High
Lyricist:Jamal Fyffe, Harmony Samuels
You know we flying high (Ay ay, ooh, ooh, ay, yeah) I got 'em singing like (Ay ay, ooh, ooh, ay, yeah)
Ten bottles today man Let's drink to and spray 8 Yep, all over the damn place Or in a haters damn face
Dolce and Gabanna I ain't 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 hook coming, let's sing it loud I'm stacking my cheddar, I've never been better It's now or its never, you know we flying high
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You know we flying high (Ay ay, ooh, ooh, ay, yeah) I got 'em singing like (Ay ay, ooh, ooh, ay, yeah)
Still putting on for my team 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, that's 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 hook coming, let's sing it now
You know we flying high (Ay ay, ooh, ooh, ay, yeah) I got 'em singing like (Ay ay, ooh, ooh, ay, yeah)
You know we flying high (Ay ay, ooh, ooh, ay, yeah) I got 'em singing like (Ay ay, ooh, ooh, ay, yeah)
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