her hi, then I give her one and let her fly never tell her lie the night you couldn't find a better guy king sh-t fly to anywhere you get seen with gangsta
shit about a message you left Oh shit, that's not an "E" that's an "A" This dude wants to leave me a "massage," he's gay!! Right away I'm on the phone
left, the mountains on the right I said, "Yeah" 'cause that's the way I was feelin' Free as a bird got the clouds for a ceiling I wish that I could press the gas and fly away
to fly And I'm sittin' on my cloud, like Joe Buton Don't stop now, la grafepa gone, and I'm gone It's the wicked, slicked, slide, type a guy With, it'
, when I want to fly And I'm sittin' on my cloud, like Joe Buton Don't stop now, la grafepa gone, and I'm gone It's the wicked, slicked, slide, type a guy
tonight Clouding the night in my mind Feelin' fine, this is mine You wanna get high? Well come back another time When you really want to fly Cause I plan
my mind Feelin' fine, this is mine You wanna get high? Well come back another time When you really want to fly Cause I plan to take it to the point Where
you like no one can I can be your Superman Just take my hand, let's fly away I promise I'll be there everyday Just close your eyes, let's start to fly
girlies is free 'cause the crack cost money, oh yeah I knew a group that had a dope lead singer Swinger, single guy, that knew his style was fly After
little knees Somebody took a black thing and went thump That's terrible we heard about it for months What about that one nobody guy that they found Dead
I'm gonna have a look around I could gather all the diamonds in the sky Hold every one and never leave the ground, If I had a mind to Fly through
kill me, I step into your dreams, you feel me Slicin' your life away, just like I might today I eat you the psycho way, I'm rippin' shit right away
hear nothin' else man, I just wanna Go somewhere with my children, man Disappear, like dear God Make me a bird so I can fly Fly far away from here Tech
girls who (sly, we fly) We washin gold and silver (sly, we fly) We walk in clubs with sneakers (sly, we fly) We look out windows and stare (sly, we fly) We fly
the hoe ended up being a hoe My mans Zeek always told me a hoe's gon' be a hoe let a hoe fly Let the birds fucking fly let 'em fly right Zeek (Yeah, yeah) Fly away
You getting' money? Oh yeah You got them hundreds? Oh yeah You roll around witcha pockets all chubby? Oh yeah You stay fly? Oh yea, you that guy? Oh
wants your number bummer dude been this way since I was thunder cat underroo's banging like a hummer with 22 inch suberwoofs I'm a number 2, ketchup only apple pie kind of guy
're always by my side Everywhere I go you linger in my mind I've been waiting so long for a special guy Then you came to lift me up and make me fly Chorus