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Paroles de la chanson Wingz par Aminé (Rap US)
Yeah, if Cardo got wings, then I do too
Red Bull sippin' with vodka juice
She ain't got cake, shawty got a caboose, hey
I'm beatin' it up like a nigga produce
Not on my roster, but she my recruit
Text me come over and I'm in pursuit (Nyoom)
Fuck with me, it's a money way
Never took an L, feel like money made
I'm servin' looks since servin' base
They gon' push it back when I'm runnin' late
The girl is mine
I'm tied, but I'm gettin' dollar signs
Backseat head on the driver's side
My rating on my Nobu would never be five, yeah
Rockin' all black, CDG on my back
Red Bull sippin' with vodka juice
She ain't got cake, shawty got a caboose, hey
I'm beatin' it up like a nigga produce
Not on my roster, but she my recruit
Text me come over and I'm in pursuit (Nyoom)
Fuck with me, it's a money way
Never took an L, feel like money made
I'm servin' looks since servin' base
They gon' push it back when I'm runnin' late
The girl is mine
I'm tied, but I'm gettin' dollar signs
Backseat head on the driver's side
My rating on my Nobu would never be five, yeah
Rockin' all black, CDG on my back
Dr. Umar would be proud of my ass
Literally put my city on the map
I feel like I'm Gucci without all the straps
Stick to the facts, I do not cap
Watchin' her , makin' it clap
Yeah, that's my stink
Shawty attached, but I don't do strings, true
Yeah, if Cardo got wings, then I do too
Red Bull sippin' with vodka juice
She ain't got cake, shawty got a caboose, hey
I'm beatin' it up like a nigga produce
Not on my roster, but she my recruit
Text me come over and I'm in pursuit (Nyoom)
Ha-ha, the rent will wait
I'm beatin' it up like a 808
Thank God I can rap, can't do NBA
Literally put my city on the map
I feel like I'm Gucci without all the straps
Stick to the facts, I do not cap
Watchin' her , makin' it clap
Yeah, that's my stink
Shawty attached, but I don't do strings, true
Yeah, if Cardo got wings, then I do too
Red Bull sippin' with vodka juice
She ain't got cake, shawty got a caboose, hey
I'm beatin' it up like a nigga produce
Not on my roster, but she my recruit
Text me come over and I'm in pursuit (Nyoom)
Ha-ha, the rent will wait
I'm beatin' it up like a 808
Thank God I can rap, can't do NBA
Real nigga get money like T.D. Jakes
I'm Dirty Mackin' like Hussein
I took his bitch, that's the ball game
It's a cold, cold world like Jermaine
Me and John got babies in Brisbane (True)
And I smoke my weed by the pound (Yeah)
Bumpin' JAY-Z with the top down (Yeah)
Ridin' 'round my town with a crown (Uh-huh)
Am I rain? Am I thunder?
But like three, I keep umbrella
I'm off two tabs at Coachella
Cryin' as Jake Paul with my fellas, true
Yeah, if Cardo got wings, then I do too
Red Bull sippin' with vodka juice
She ain't got cake, shawty got a caboose, hey
I'm beatin' it up like a nigga produce
Not on my roster, but she my recruit
I'm Dirty Mackin' like Hussein
I took his bitch, that's the ball game
It's a cold, cold world like Jermaine
Me and John got babies in Brisbane (True)
And I smoke my weed by the pound (Yeah)
Bumpin' JAY-Z with the top down (Yeah)
Ridin' 'round my town with a crown (Uh-huh)
Am I rain? Am I thunder?
But like three, I keep umbrella
I'm off two tabs at Coachella
Cryin' as Jake Paul with my fellas, true
Yeah, if Cardo got wings, then I do too
Red Bull sippin' with vodka juice
She ain't got cake, shawty got a caboose, hey
I'm beatin' it up like a nigga produce
Not on my roster, but she my recruit
Text me come over and I'm in pursuit (Nyoom)
They tellin' me to come to Brazil (They are)
I might fuck 'round and just might come to Brazil (I might)
Shawty backseat look like Aaliyah off a pill (She do)
Gonna sip this gin for my bitch, that's my stink
Shawty attached, but I don't do strings, true
Huh, whip, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
They tellin' me to come to Brazil (They are)
I might fuck 'round and just might come to Brazil (I might)
Shawty backseat look like Aaliyah off a pill (She do)
Gonna sip this gin for my bitch, that's my stink
Shawty attached, but I don't do strings, true
Huh, whip, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
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