Fly Everything Lyrics
| Song | Fly Everything |
| Artist | Ghostface Killah |
| Artist | Sun God |
| Artist | Shawn Wigs |
| Album | Ghostface Killahs |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Dennis Coles/Shawn Wigs/Dennis Ames |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Danny Caiazzo |
| [00:00.01] | Let's go, baby, let's go |
| [00:01.26] | Verse 1/Ghostface Killah: Yo, Big paper, skyscrapers |
| [00:04.01] | The black Jerry Buss, I can buy the Lakers |
| [00:06.71] | Fly everything |
| [00:07.92] | Stand on the Bentley and toast to stones in every ring |
| [00:10.98] | Forty helicopters with choppers, back to Medellín |
| [00:13.99] | Undercover task force reveals |
| [00:15.96] | They get chills when on the heels of a killa |
| [00:18.06] | Way iller with his mask off |
| [00:19.97] | Three stooge of these n1ggas |
| [00:21.25] | Leave 'em in the dust on the crash course |
| [00:23.27] | I don't even ask for the pxssy, wizzes pass off |
| [00:26.33] | Cinco de Mayo, I'm into the bayou, one hell of a bio |
| [00:29.64] | I live that life you can stuff in the vial |
| [00:31.99] | Black 590 Mossberg'll knock off your smile |
| [00:34.92] | Tony wrist game water like it was dipped in the Nile |
| [00:38.08] | Forty-inch cable is fatal (Uh-huh), I need a neck brace |
| [00:41.47] | The gold I wore'll weigh more than your table |
| [00:44.16] | Jameson bags of scotch, the red dot on the label |
| [00:47.05] | If Chi-Town is Chiraq, Staten Island is Beirut |
| [00:49.85] | Chorus: Shawn Wigs & Sun God |
| [00:50.42] | All we want is the dead presidents, take measurements |
| [00:53.87] | You follow the old, we makin' new testaments |
| [00:56.72] | Supreme specimens, Wu-Tang regiments |
| [00:59.70] | Watch your mouth when you speakin' to excellence |
| [01:01.77] | Verse 2/Sun God: Yo |
| [01:02.54] | I probably left a couple scenes |
| [01:03.91] | but that's only through back exits |
| [01:05.66] | Mommy cryin', homie died, couldn't make it past eleven |
| [01:08.66] | Twenty-one, twenty gun salute, bring him back in seconds |
| [01:11.80] | Off that juice, hang 'em off the roof how n1ggas send a message |
| [01:14.86] | We be wildin', keep the toolie on us case you wanna check us |
| [01:17.81] | Off the line and get your homie clapped just for sending texts |
| [01:20.85] | Every spot Mr. JJ Watt, known to get them Texans |
| [01:23.93] | Quiet down, everybody now, God gon' send a message |
| [01:27.04] | In my country for what you worth, but you ain't life threatenin' |
| [01:30.06] | You ain't running, just drag your feet |
| [01:31.75] | 'cause you ain't light stepping |
| [01:33.06] | Send 'em all to come dim your lights |
| [01:34.95] | you gon' need a light expection |
| [01:36.01] | Just give 'em a couple shots |
| [01:37.58] | we gon' give 'em light injections |
| [01:39.22] | I'm cleaning these n1ggas messes |
| [01:40.84] | but soon as I switched my groove |
| [01:42.77] | Got out and moved, these n1ggas became the death wish |
| [01:45.53] | N1ggas became reckless, young, black and flexin' |
| [01:48.57] | N1gga (Young, black and flexin') |
| [01:50.75] | Chorus: Shawn Wigs |
| [01:51.45] | All we want is the dead presidents, take measurements |
| [01:55.11] | You follow the old, we makin' new testaments |
| [01:57.86] | Supreme specimens, Wu-Tang regiments |
| [02:00.98] | Watch your mouth when you speakin' to excellence |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Dennis Coles Shawn Wigs Dennis Ames |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Danny Caiazzo |
| [00:00.01] | Let' s go, baby, let' s go |
| [00:01.26] | Verse 1 Ghostface Killah: Yo, Big paper, skyscrapers |
| [00:04.01] | The black Jerry Buss, I can buy the Lakers |
| [00:06.71] | Fly everything |
| [00:07.92] | Stand on the Bentley and toast to stones in every ring |
| [00:10.98] | Forty helicopters with choppers, back to Medelli n |
| [00:13.99] | Undercover task force reveals |
| [00:15.96] | They get chills when on the heels of a killa |
| [00:18.06] | Way iller with his mask off |
| [00:19.97] | Three stooge of these n1ggas |
| [00:21.25] | Leave ' em in the dust on the crash course |
| [00:23.27] | I don' t even ask for the pxssy, wizzes pass off |
| [00:26.33] | Cinco de Mayo, I' m into the bayou, one hell of a bio |
| [00:29.64] | I live that life you can stuff in the vial |
| [00:31.99] | Black 590 Mossberg' ll knock off your smile |
| [00:34.92] | Tony wrist game water like it was dipped in the Nile |
| [00:38.08] | Fortyinch cable is fatal Uhhuh, I need a neck brace |
| [00:41.47] | The gold I wore' ll weigh more than your table |
| [00:44.16] | Jameson bags of scotch, the red dot on the label |
| [00:47.05] | If ChiTown is Chiraq, Staten Island is Beirut |
| [00:49.85] | Chorus: Shawn Wigs Sun God |
| [00:50.42] | All we want is the dead presidents, take measurements |
| [00:53.87] | You follow the old, we makin' new testaments |
| [00:56.72] | Supreme specimens, WuTang regiments |
| [00:59.70] | Watch your mouth when you speakin' to excellence |
| [01:01.77] | Verse 2 Sun God: Yo |
| [01:02.54] | I probably left a couple scenes |
| [01:03.91] | but that' s only through back exits |
| [01:05.66] | Mommy cryin', homie died, couldn' t make it past eleven |
| [01:08.66] | Twentyone, twenty gun salute, bring him back in seconds |
| [01:11.80] | Off that juice, hang ' em off the roof how n1ggas send a message |
| [01:14.86] | We be wildin', keep the toolie on us case you wanna check us |
| [01:17.81] | Off the line and get your homie clapped just for sending texts |
| [01:20.85] | Every spot Mr. JJ Watt, known to get them Texans |
| [01:23.93] | Quiet down, everybody now, God gon' send a message |
| [01:27.04] | In my country for what you worth, but you ain' t life threatenin' |
| [01:30.06] | You ain' t running, just drag your feet |
| [01:31.75] | ' cause you ain' t light stepping |
| [01:33.06] | Send ' em all to come dim your lights |
| [01:34.95] | you gon' need a light expection |
| [01:36.01] | Just give ' em a couple shots |
| [01:37.58] | we gon' give ' em light injections |
| [01:39.22] | I' m cleaning these n1ggas messes |
| [01:40.84] | but soon as I switched my groove |
| [01:42.77] | Got out and moved, these n1ggas became the death wish |
| [01:45.53] | N1ggas became reckless, young, black and flexin' |
| [01:48.57] | N1gga Young, black and flexin' |
| [01:50.75] | Chorus: Shawn Wigs |
| [01:51.45] | All we want is the dead presidents, take measurements |
| [01:55.11] | You follow the old, we makin' new testaments |
| [01:57.86] | Supreme specimens, WuTang regiments |
| [02:00.98] | Watch your mouth when you speakin' to excellence |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Dennis Coles Shawn Wigs Dennis Ames |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Danny Caiazzo |
| [00:00.01] | Let' s go, baby, let' s go |
| [00:01.26] | Verse 1 Ghostface Killah: Yo, Big paper, skyscrapers |
| [00:04.01] | The black Jerry Buss, I can buy the Lakers |
| [00:06.71] | Fly everything |
| [00:07.92] | Stand on the Bentley and toast to stones in every ring |
| [00:10.98] | Forty helicopters with choppers, back to Medellí n |
| [00:13.99] | Undercover task force reveals |
| [00:15.96] | They get chills when on the heels of a killa |
| [00:18.06] | Way iller with his mask off |
| [00:19.97] | Three stooge of these n1ggas |
| [00:21.25] | Leave ' em in the dust on the crash course |
| [00:23.27] | I don' t even ask for the pxssy, wizzes pass off |
| [00:26.33] | Cinco de Mayo, I' m into the bayou, one hell of a bio |
| [00:29.64] | I live that life you can stuff in the vial |
| [00:31.99] | Black 590 Mossberg' ll knock off your smile |
| [00:34.92] | Tony wrist game water like it was dipped in the Nile |
| [00:38.08] | Fortyinch cable is fatal Uhhuh, I need a neck brace |
| [00:41.47] | The gold I wore' ll weigh more than your table |
| [00:44.16] | Jameson bags of scotch, the red dot on the label |
| [00:47.05] | If ChiTown is Chiraq, Staten Island is Beirut |
| [00:49.85] | Chorus: Shawn Wigs Sun God |
| [00:50.42] | All we want is the dead presidents, take measurements |
| [00:53.87] | You follow the old, we makin' new testaments |
| [00:56.72] | Supreme specimens, WuTang regiments |
| [00:59.70] | Watch your mouth when you speakin' to excellence |
| [01:01.77] | Verse 2 Sun God: Yo |
| [01:02.54] | I probably left a couple scenes |
| [01:03.91] | but that' s only through back exits |
| [01:05.66] | Mommy cryin', homie died, couldn' t make it past eleven |
| [01:08.66] | Twentyone, twenty gun salute, bring him back in seconds |
| [01:11.80] | Off that juice, hang ' em off the roof how n1ggas send a message |
| [01:14.86] | We be wildin', keep the toolie on us case you wanna check us |
| [01:17.81] | Off the line and get your homie clapped just for sending texts |
| [01:20.85] | Every spot Mr. JJ Watt, known to get them Texans |
| [01:23.93] | Quiet down, everybody now, God gon' send a message |
| [01:27.04] | In my country for what you worth, but you ain' t life threatenin' |
| [01:30.06] | You ain' t running, just drag your feet |
| [01:31.75] | ' cause you ain' t light stepping |
| [01:33.06] | Send ' em all to come dim your lights |
| [01:34.95] | you gon' need a light expection |
| [01:36.01] | Just give ' em a couple shots |
| [01:37.58] | we gon' give ' em light injections |
| [01:39.22] | I' m cleaning these n1ggas messes |
| [01:40.84] | but soon as I switched my groove |
| [01:42.77] | Got out and moved, these n1ggas became the death wish |
| [01:45.53] | N1ggas became reckless, young, black and flexin' |
| [01:48.57] | N1gga Young, black and flexin' |
| [01:50.75] | Chorus: Shawn Wigs |
| [01:51.45] | All we want is the dead presidents, take measurements |
| [01:55.11] | You follow the old, we makin' new testaments |
| [01:57.86] | Supreme specimens, WuTang regiments |
| [02:00.98] | Watch your mouth when you speakin' to excellence |
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