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dem people - so fly lyrics

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[chorus]
so fly
so fly
so fly
so fly
so fly
so fly
so fly
so fly
[verse]
i don’t need f+ck wit a b+tch cause i’m so fly
when they walk past they are like who is that guy
i could mac a n+gga b+tch even when i don’t try
imma give her back when i’m done n+gga don’t cry
never kissing but i’m feelin on the ass
baby body looking right
but her face is looking bad
imma f+ck her imma need a paper bag
i can’t see her giving head but i can only hear her gag
b+tch i’m so fly like a 747
you gon have to cop a ticket
see my swag it’s on eleven
it’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s a m+th+f+ckin me
so fly that the sky’s all i m+th+f+ckin see
b+tch i’m so fly so i always got some sh+t wit me
send the sh+t to chase now he tryna make a hit wit me
i just had a n+gga b+tch hit me tryna comе by
i don’t need to f+ck with that b+tch cause i’m dumb fly
[chorus]
so fly
so fly
so fly
so fly
[verse]
water when i walk and it’s hеat when i speak
we the flyest n+ggas out b+tches creaming in they jeans
i ain’t never been impressed by a b+tch
but she tryna get the nut from giving head by any means
drip droppa sauce walks who them other guys
know it ain’t dem people it ain’t chase and ain’t c wise
i’m the sh+t attracting b+tches like flies
b+tch yo daddy taught you wrong i’m the motha f+cking prize
i don’t give a f+ck cause i’m fly about a b+tch
lemme whisper in yo ear and im finna make you come
to my home this cologne got these bitties on my d+ck
now she pullin out her phone and she tryna take pic
told her cease and desist they don’t never leave me lone
call they homegirls talkin bout a n+gga hit
trick, you don’t mean sh+t cause you let a n+gga bone
better quit, n+gga chase tell these b+tches what i’m on
i’m the flyest in the town
pretty skin the color brown
but she won’t see much of me wit booty tooted face down
i got models in the queue
i got cougars on the list
got celebrities and actresses
i don’t know what i missed
all my b+tches down to trick cause they fighting for a treat
i got happy married b+tches who for me they wanna cheat
take they hubby lil money and come giving it to me
and still gotta pay to see me baby booking me a suite
b+tches every flavor from sudanese chocolate to french vanilla
i’m a issue and i’m cool as the other side of the pillow
sl!ck as crisco drippin from a f+cking doorkn+b
make beat jump while your feet stomp, and yo heart thump, cause you know it make yo hoe throb
flossin is my profession
watch the way i be steppin
the way i groove and maneuver
your cutie’s latest obsession
i’m stupidly smooth and beautiful
super goofy unruly and cool so
she wanna gimme the coochie told her it’s gucci
i’m used to pulling these hoochie groupies
i can’t be cuffin em but the ones i be f+ckin be bad as a tubi movie
they choosy and loony, stressing me raising my epinephrine by texting me every second and begging to let them do me



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