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Rosewood Swing & Reallyraw - Flights To Miami (feat. Fendi P) Lyrics



Rosewood Swing & Reallyraw - Flights To Miami (feat. Fendi P) Lyrics




Still want it all, hundred dollar blunt twistin',
Head in the car, hold on bae I'm tryna shift it,
East side nigga brought the planes in here with me,
Show him how to whip it twice but it ain't the same how I did it,

I was too old, don't care who's stove, I'm too cold,
I got new hoes, I put two phones on two stoves,
Talkin' old money, these new hundreds got loose twenties,
Try all summer, shit ain't nothin' ain't new to me,

Rockin' mink coats no wrinkles like Pringles,
How the chips stack, bitch get back, get pimp slapped,
Benz jet black, we smoke out, Andretti packs,
Only half the load, call a plug like where the rats at,

Sneaker 600, back to back in them 600s,
I like big money, you get money, let's talk numbers
Street starvin', the wait it over,
Spray that K over, love my dawgs like Beethoven nigga

Can't leave the crib without it, I'm livin' dangerous,
Can't f*ck with no groupies, they the strangest,
Just dropped to perk 30, I'm livin' painless,
Shawty feen for me on tour copped her the rose,

Pol Roger champagne for the special occasions,
That 26 inch got shawty lookin' Malaysian,
By whatever means I get it so what the lick read,
That 91, 850i the six speed, I need,

It's gettin' cold in the Sip,
Got the south totin' poles on the hip, plenty hoes on the strip,
And it's a danger to me,
With them niggas she as strange as can be, but she a angel to me,

And she right beside me,
Tell her don't ask how do I want it, surprise me,
Cause it's 12 hoes and two Ps on one jet,
No it's one soldier, one P, in one 'Vette, nigga,

My liquor, this Benz and your body,
Your friends and this casa, no logic,
I'm feelin' this vibe, I can't stop it,

I need a flight to Miami and a pent suite with

My liquor, this Benz and your body,
Your friends and this casa, no logic,
I'm feelin' this vibe, I can't stop it,

Uh

I need a $5,000 rental car and a getaway,

Yeah, just a lil' getaway, baby, just, just somethin' slight, you know,

Ah,

I need a $5,000 rental car and a getaway,

Yeah, somethin like a Lamborghini or somethin', just to go to Miami,
Check it out,

I'm in the middle of the floor and we steppin' like the probates,

Oh, we steppin' on these niggas tonight baby,
I got my dancing shoes on, we finna get it,
Let's go,

I took a shot of that Don, a lil X,
I ain't takin' no breaks,

Oh, yeah, I'm high as f*ck, baby, we goin' all night
I ain't never stop,
Let's go,

Don't be afraid, be who you are,
Take this shot if that's cool

Yeah, baby, ain't gotta do nothin' crazy,
I just wanna see you, enjoy yourself,

Don't be afraid, girl, be a star,
Take this shot if that's cool,

I wanna see you be the life of the party tonight, yeah,

I need a $5,000 rental car and a getaway,
Sometimes I just wanna get away, from everything,

I need a $5,000 rental car and a getaway,

I feel like takin a flight to Miami tonight,

I need a $5,000 rental car and a getaway,

I need a $5,000 rental car and a getaway,

Then get in, loser, yeah,
We goin' on the trip,
Jet Life,
One Life,
Did it,
Again,
Did it again
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Still want it all, hundred dollar blunt twistin',
Head in the car, hold on bae I'm tryna shift it,
East side nigga brought the planes in here with me,
Show him how to whip it twice but it ain't the same how I did it,

I was too old, don't care who's stove, I'm too cold,
I got new hoes, I put two phones on two stoves,
Talkin' old money, these new hundreds got loose twenties,
Try all summer, shit ain't nothin' ain't new to me,

Rockin' mink coats no wrinkles like Pringles,
How the chips stack, bitch get back, get pimp slapped,
Benz jet black, we smoke out, Andretti packs,
Only half the load, call a plug like where the rats at,

Sneaker 600, back to back in them 600s,
I like big money, you get money, let's talk numbers
Street starvin', the wait it over,
Spray that K over, love my dawgs like Beethoven nigga

Can't leave the crib without it, I'm livin' dangerous,
Can't f*ck with no groupies, they the strangest,
Just dropped to perk 30, I'm livin' painless,
Shawty feen for me on tour copped her the rose,

Pol Roger champagne for the special occasions,
That 26 inch got shawty lookin' Malaysian,
By whatever means I get it so what the lick read,
That 91, 850i the six speed, I need,

It's gettin' cold in the Sip,
Got the south totin' poles on the hip, plenty hoes on the strip,
And it's a danger to me,
With them niggas she as strange as can be, but she a angel to me,

And she right beside me,
Tell her don't ask how do I want it, surprise me,
Cause it's 12 hoes and two Ps on one jet,
No it's one soldier, one P, in one 'Vette, nigga,

My liquor, this Benz and your body,
Your friends and this casa, no logic,
I'm feelin' this vibe, I can't stop it,

I need a flight to Miami and a pent suite with

My liquor, this Benz and your body,
Your friends and this casa, no logic,
I'm feelin' this vibe, I can't stop it,

Uh

I need a $5,000 rental car and a getaway,

Yeah, just a lil' getaway, baby, just, just somethin' slight, you know,

Ah,

I need a $5,000 rental car and a getaway,

Yeah, somethin like a Lamborghini or somethin', just to go to Miami,
Check it out,

I'm in the middle of the floor and we steppin' like the probates,

Oh, we steppin' on these niggas tonight baby,
I got my dancing shoes on, we finna get it,
Let's go,

I took a shot of that Don, a lil X,
I ain't takin' no breaks,

Oh, yeah, I'm high as f*ck, baby, we goin' all night
I ain't never stop,
Let's go,

Don't be afraid, be who you are,
Take this shot if that's cool

Yeah, baby, ain't gotta do nothin' crazy,
I just wanna see you, enjoy yourself,

Don't be afraid, girl, be a star,
Take this shot if that's cool,

I wanna see you be the life of the party tonight, yeah,

I need a $5,000 rental car and a getaway,
Sometimes I just wanna get away, from everything,

I need a $5,000 rental car and a getaway,

I feel like takin a flight to Miami tonight,

I need a $5,000 rental car and a getaway,

I need a $5,000 rental car and a getaway,

Then get in, loser, yeah,
We goin' on the trip,
Jet Life,
One Life,
Did it,
Again,
Did it again
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Writer: Keith Greer
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