Lyrics:
fucking song
Let's do this though
(By any means necessary)
This is for the culture let's go
A fool with it the flow old school
Let me show you how a grown
poppin'
to the moon, I'm off like a rocket
And I heard they don't know how to stop it
Here we go
Come with me
There's a world out there that we should see
to the moon
And let me play among those stars
Let me see what spring is like
On jupiter and mars
In other words hold my hand
(Hold my hand)
Another words
heart that you took
Fly me to the moon
Let me play amongst the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a, Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In
Leave your number by the phone, bring yo' ass on home
I roam in Lexuses and Benzes, the fly way
With the flyest bitch gettin' head on the highway
not childish
Taylor gang we the wildest
Taking shots like I'm Irish
Going to shop for that fly shit
If it's private I'm flying it
If I like it, I'm
Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a-Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words
Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a, Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other
Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words
Come on, girl & Fly me to the moon
And let me play amongst the stars
oh, Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words, darling,
if you put your vertebrae on the speakers.
See it got to be, and your nine on ya.
I got higher than Chong on bongs in California.
Catch me in your
ass licked
Leave your number by the phone, bring yo' ass on home
I roam in Lexuses and Benzes, the fly way
With the flyest bitch gettin head
Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words hold my hand
In other words down
Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words
My mind just booked a first class ticket to my destiny by the way
Yeah
Maybe I'mma fly away
Maybe I'mma fly away, some day
So gullible just
first times no more
In the studio with other
Rappers, singers, ballplayers, even actors
Lotta new clothes to buy
Lotta new places to fly
Taking the favors
Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
in Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words
him with the other six, that's seven man
Give me a medal man, Devilman, sekkle man
You'll get eaten
In a lyrical war I can't get beaten
'Cause my lyrics
I be on the moon, by myself
They say that they real but I can't tell
That's why I got this Glocky by my belt
If you try to stop me, won't end well
somewhere overseas, foreign sick
Thought you could fuck with me, by far Rem sick
Meek, Drake, Safaree, I see men in your pants
We call that Jelani, get it?
What is that calling?
Why, I think it's the Earth
Hurting under attack by symbiotic parasites, urging me to find a cure
Offering me in return, infinite
smokin' that la-la-la
Easy rider, joint roller, my 9-5
You can prolly smell it in the car when we ridin' by
More like all the way up, we ain't kinda high
and other curls
Casting calls from porn films and ad space for rubber girls
I like my pancakes cut in swirls
Morrocan moles and undercover squirrels
I
looks like a nigga got hips with an ass
And from the DNA in my blood
Niggas idolize me and try to do what I does
And if the other nigga ain't really
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