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We fly high, no lie, you know this Foreign rides, outside, it's like show biz We stay fly, no lie and you know this Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused Ya boy gettin' paper, I buy big cars I need fly rides just to drive in my garage Stay sky high, fly wit the stars G4 flights, 80 grand large So we lean wit it, pop wit it Verticle Jones, mean wit the top missin' I'm sayin' clean wit the bottom, kit it I hopped out, saggy jeans and my rock glisten But I spent about 8 grand Mami on stage doin' the rain dance She let it hit the floor, made it pop Got my pedal to the floor screamin', ‽Fuck the cops! †We fly high, no lie, you know this Foreign rides, outside, it's like show biz We stay fly, no lie and you know this Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused Here tonight, could be gone tomorrow So I speed through life like there's no tomorrow 100 Gs worth of ice on the Audemars And we in the streetlife till they call the law I made the whip get naked While I switch gears, bitch lookin' at the bracelet Step out, show me what you all about Flashbacks of last night of me ballin' out 1 am, we was at the club 2 am, ten bottles of bub About 3 somethin' I was thinkin' about grub So I stumbled to the car, threw the drinks and the drugs We fly high, no lie, you know this Foreign rides, outside, it's like show biz We stay fly, no lie and you know this Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused I keep 20 in the pocket You talk a buck 80 if the Bentley is the topic But of course gotta fly the spur To the hood and roll dice on side the curb Now I know a G a bet may sound absurd Drive 80 up Lennox †cause I got a urge The rap game like the crack game Lifestyle rich famous, livin' in the fast lane So when I bleep shorty bleep back Louis Vuitton belt where I'm keepin' all the heat strapped I beat the trail over Rucker All guns loaded in them back motherfuckers We fly high, no lie, you know this Foreign rides, outside, it's like show biz We fly high, no lie, you know this Foreign rides, outside, it's like show biz We stay fly, no lie and you know this Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused You niggas need to stay focused When you're dealin' wit a mothafuckin' G You know my name, Jones, One Eye, Capo Status All the above motherfucker It's Dipset Byrd Gang we born to fly Y'all know the rules, fall back or fall back Somebody tell my bitch Summer I'm lookin' for her Ya dig? Another day another dollar, the fast life fucker We stay fly, no lie and you know this Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused We stay fly, no lie and you know this Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused
Writer(s): Joseph Jones, Zukhan Bey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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