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Fes Taylor Flight 10304 T 2 Fly

(feat. Franke Belles) [Intro: Fes Taylor] Yeah, When the shots go off I don't hear nobody talking shit then Alright, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah [Fes Taylor:]

a while Sooner or later, you will pay the price When you get the bill? Heh, don't be shocked Don't act like you don't understand Everything you do in

[sample:] Knowing he can't fly... Would you take the bar from a little bity baby And you know he gonna cry... [Fes Taylor:] You take the food out my

abundance Drug money's good but don't no good come from it The root of all people, Bruise all people, Believe in you Life ain't no movie, When you die ain't

mind Cause we need that, new coupe with the seat back This is how your G mack, now let me get a G-Clap [Fes Taylor:] Clap, clap, I ain't talking bout

waves Mothers brush ya'll hook up the waves Music blast at the light, Bitches look I just look up your wave like [Chorus x2: Fes Taylor] Bluck-Bluck

Shadow when my tires had a flat Ohh, Why you hate Fes, Cause I stay fresh Young black nigga from the hood and you make less [Hook x4: Fes Taylor Sample

Plus I leave your face like a broken carver or punches from Tara [Chorus: Fes Taylor (T-Bird)] If it ain't about paper then it ain't about nothing Niggas

The SL and G-5, you see the view I'm fly like Peter Pan do, two seater to But I still got room for you [Chorus x2: w/ ad-libs] [Fes Taylor:] I said,