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letra de fly - maick'l mac words

verse 1

on low key like midget doors
with some pro-tools and a full network
i bring soul food from the other side
in my notebook with some cutlery
and it’s no use of you scream for help
around dead mutes
i’m at loggerheads with your crew’s cruise
and it’s nothing personal i’m dush dush
so i burn bush
in a fly style
like 5 brides in one wedding
def. we pull crowd
maybe like einstein in a black skin on dreadlocks with mr bones smile
do the f-cked up math
‘fore you take a bath in the sound
make you fall under the auction of maiyne
i’m fiend a’ rewind time
to make your hips lie
high

yeah
if my people want the fly type
then basically acidic with the night life
palm wine with the fam in the south side
kinda like that, now she wanna see the shy guy
put me in a box for 5 nights for fame
cos 9 nights i stayed awake and prayed
to see christ like buffet i served me a plate
people tryna play cool with the heat burns
ma i’m with the big boys now
something for the radio
like we’ almost from the era of the cell phones and ’em toll gates
ain’t n0body we ain’t prepped for
do it for the city but we do it for the cheques more
mama wreck doors
cpr for your chest boy
nail mary to the cross
the messiah got another lover now
but she’s got a lot to learn
like she dealing with a man and a brand
no offense, i’m a fan of the..

chorus

.. night time
when we’ alright
say bye bye to the calls
and just romance my organ
on key
play me this song
and..
fly
yeah
when the sky falls
and the night comes
say bye bye to these calls
and just fall back
and be alright
i’m here
lemme see somtn’

bridge

she just love how i do
when i do what i do
to her b00bs
2 kaboom!!
for my boo (2x)

verse 3

now my nose bleeds, with an itchy -ss
on done kush tea, with a teary eye
jamming rick dees, on a friday night
in my chuck t’s, and a leather pant
i got 2 shows, and the weather nice
still got no hoes, from a sold out night
on the low low, but the wages loud
so the whole squad getting laid tonight
we’ the shy, fly, redefined swag, underground type, on my 9th life
baking been cake, with my fat boy
in the tap house, and we’ sky high
on the landline, couple phone calls
from my past wives, i’m like f-ck that
cos we really round around the roundabout, and we’ cashing out
that’s why she wanting me back home in the..

chorus

- maickl mac words

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