Ah, take me with you You ground the fly boy You'll be clear for miles They're throwing a party They're throwing vials You been wearing a gym suit Flagging him down Now to land this big ass bird Then pussy bound Out on the airstrip The weather's is clear Nothing be ugly Can see him in here Out on the airstrip The weather's so clear Nothing so ugly Can see him in here John hear of duress's We're only guided, yeah We're doing ninety We're doing fine Oh, we're almost there We're up there Way the fuck up there Wine and having some bud Side door high post slow mo Like no gun, no luck Out on the airstrip The weather's is clear Nothing be ugly Can see him in here Out on the airstrip The weather's so clear Nothing so ugly Can see him in here And the girl's claps were always wild When I asked her what that town did for shits Well, she just rolled onto the runway And flashed me a picture of her kid When the sun came up, she was hidden And the speed baller started taking her high I swore that morning Girl, we're gonna fly, we're gonna fly Out on the airstrip The weather's is clear Nothing be ugly Can see him in here Out on the airstrip The weather's so goddamn clear No nothing so ugly Who is gonna buy you a meal, no © KING KATO MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com