Wings Up

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 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!
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