LYRICS GAME

I feel like I'm flying

I'm with my crew celebrating

I pay off every car I own

I light up a phillie

Watching, the vibe's tense

You're not inside the VIP

I feel like I'm flying

I'm with my crew celebrating

I pay off every car I own

I light up a phillie

Watching, the vibe's tense

You're not inside the VIP

Just let yourself loose

And grind

Whoever doesn't dance should head to the back of the line

Come on, get set to kill it on the stripe

But don't go too far, I never roll alone, babe

I'm like this on the spot

When I heat up, the fire keeps rising

I gave half a cup, I melted the pavement

Babe, aren't you seeing?

24/7 we're on the hustle

Let's go one on one, zero hesitation

Come on, come on, light more candles

We light up the club with the bottle show

A little stroll on the floor for The Queen

This is from the cradle, way easy for me

Come on, take some so you stay entertained

Where are all the ones that talked?

I don't see them

I feel like I'm flying

I'm with my crew celebrating

I pay off every car I own

I light up a phillie

Watching, the vibe's tense

You're not inside the VIP

I feel

I feel like I'm flying

I feel

I feel like I'm flying

The vibe's tense

A phillie, phillie, I, I light a phillie

This is for the girls

And all the thugs

So they can grind it from Asia

To the Andes

We're the ones that got the streets lit

I always keep it cocked, this is spicy

Ma, get over here, that *ss is gigantic

Babe, I'm the submissive, you're the dominant

Let yourself go, you're no beginner

If you want to meet me, let's hit a corner aside

If you look into my eyes, I'm the same as before

Now way more cocky, the diamonds shine

There was no way out before and I ended up with gangsters

But I turned art into contraband

I don't trust anybody

The street raised me

I'm a wild native

With Africa in the bloodline

We walk into the club

And your girl turned around to look at us

There's few lights in the club

And in the smoke cloud almost nobody saw us

It's already past twelve

The girls are looking for a thug for the rub

She sent her ex to hell

She rebelled with her friends

Now she twerks with whoever she wants

She doesn't have to tell anybody where she's going

Whenever they call her, she's on

She's got a couple of suitors

And she ain't giving none

Ivy Queen

Says, Ra' Rauw

The mama of the chicks, dad

Ivy Queen

The Big Mare

The Diva

The Filly

Tra, tra, tra

A fox like Rauw

Kenobi

Ninow

Sweet Like Candy

Puerto Ricans