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Correct No Wings Lyrics
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Lil Debbie
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Correct No Wings
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[Verse 1] I got a feeling, I just touched a million Kushy got me going, I could touch the ceiling When I kill it, same difference, I'm just feeling different Mo' money, mo' problems, we just kill 'em different But we still efficient Bitch you know I'm fly no wings Only married to the motherfucking money, bling, bling I ain't looking for attachment, we can fuck with no strings I ain't looking for a piece, bitch I want the whole thing like ya I'ma show 'em ain't no question who the baddest out, ya Bout to give these bitches something to be mad about, ya Bout to show them ain't no question who the smartest out, ya We be cruising even though we took the hardest route, ya They know who the boss (yeah), foreign grill exhaust (yeah) Everyday I floss (yeah), hygiene never off (yeah) Like to turn 'em on, got 'em saying take it off (take it off) I just tell 'em buckle up, cause we taking off (taking off) [Chorus] Cause I be flying no wings on Everybody wanna hit the ting, ting (yah) Only answer to the money ring, ring And the city hold me down, favorite sound ching, ching (ching, ching) Cause I be flying no wings on Everybody wanna hit the ting, ting (yah) Only answer to the money ring, ring And the city hold me down, favorite sound ching, ching (ching, ching) [Verse 2] We are not alike, we are not the same I be high as fuck, you stuck in a lane I'm so high about your bullshit, I don't hear a sound I'm so fly your bitches bullshit can't bring me down I don't like to fuss, I just like to flex Fucking up the game, now that's my type of sex Got to hustle, bitches didn't even break a sweat Your man looking, breaking necks I got that feeling that we popping, we popping Each day a movie and I know they watching, they plotting I'm too addicted to this flying, my only option These haters got so much in common, so no responding Bitch my moves do the speaking My trees do the reeking, everyday a celebration Every night is like the weekend We be overseeing, we be Sandy Beaching Bitches always talking, get to pressing, they retreating Fuck a reason, it's my season [Chorus] Cause I be flying no wings on Everybody wanna hit the ting, ting (yah) Only answer to the money ring, ring And the city hold me down, favorite sound ching, ching (ching, ching) Cause I be flying no wings on Everybody wanna hit the ting, ting (yah) Only answer to the money ring, ring And the city hold me down, favorite sound ching, ching (ching, ching)
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