D-pryde - Wings Up lyrics

rate me

Yeah

w-wings up!

w-wings up!

ohh!

Oh, my God

Who just came in colder in your basement

Flaming asian satan got these ladies going apeish

I'm Adidas, you're so K-swiss

I'm so branded, you're no name-ish

Every party we walk into is an A-list 'cause we asian

Every city state or some province

Every party that I'm in

I'm that asian Ray Romano

Baby, everybody loves Ramen

You can't beat me you're too gone

Ride around in my Hond'

Rollin' in my Corola, but I stunt like I'm in a Bugatti

It's that short tan chinky boy that look like he's a Jonas

Be begin' my secretaries that be slidin' in my office

Your girl be on her period, but she kissin' where my colon is

Haters wanna hate, but we don't even break base

Because the tickets are where we should position her lips

I'm Jordan, I'm Kobe, I'm everything you wanna be

Awesomely, my chick looked like the economy - goin' down

Big headed boy I'm Charlie Brown

Psycho, but I got that gnarly sound

Underestimated my culture now

Every moment looks like it'a far east wow

I got a lotta game, your girl be hollerin'

I gotta flocka birds, 'cause I got that waka flame

I could bring talent to the table if you asked for it

In the house my bad choreo you fathered kid now take the maury

Oh my I do it

Haters wanna bitter me

Since you visit my Youtube I can say I want down in some history

Metaphors and smiles be tearin' up these rap cats

Strands of sweaty black hair be stickin' out my snapback

'net beef? I'm past that. Rough how I play

Subtweetin' people, that's what we call tough nowadays?

I can't believe it! you serious?

Where'd the good music go?

Got the stupid flow so musical

And my lyrics like my girl so beautiful!

Holy cow!

Punchin' like I'm rocky with no gwap so they call me brokey now

I won't stop 'till I be wear a hublots or them rolley

Go hard is what they told me so I'm stoney when I come around

Que pasa, senoritas? We a team that pleases d cups

In this game there's only one 'I' no Leila

This a warmup for all them haters that tryin' to get right next to me

I'm rockin' beats respectively I wreck this beat - prizzy, bye

Pryde!

Pryde!

D-Pryde!

Pryde!

D-Pryde!

Pryde!

D-Pryde!

Pryde!

D-Pryde!

Pryde!

Wings up!

W-Wings up!

Put your wings up!

Everybody in the god damn building

Lemme see you put your wings up!