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Wheels Up Lyrics
[Chorus]
Should have never gave these niggas money now the wheels up
Flying around the world, got these girls doing nasty shit
We done had to wait from the gate now the wheels up
Flying around the world with the stars, now this shit is up
[Verse 1: Vee Tha Rula]
Real niggas gave me tips, and I became king and now I feel major, I was hungry and I still tasted
It's my time, you still facing man, ain't no love, niggas still hating
Ain't no real shit, niggas still faking uh
The king of tats was on and I could grab the throne and lead their hand up in the catacombs
These niggas softer than a pillow, a bunch of fucking armadillos
An armageddon, arms with hammers, back, I'm cracking songs from instrumentals
I'm b b blessed and blabbermouths and jabberjaws these fuckboys never passed
Straight pussy Ima head of y'all
Straight up, you weak niggas should migrate, our frequencies will never vibrate
You niggas seem thirsty, so nigga hydrate
You just a pupil, your buzz will never dilate
Lil nigga but a nigga feeling like he 9"8
Beach killa with bitches killing that bombay
And I'm rocking with beats nigga like I'm Dre, yeah I'm on it, I'm blowing chronic like Nine Trey
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Vee Tha Rula]
No debate I'm the grateful winner uh
These niggas fake uh Caitlyn Jenner uh
There swear I made mistakes for then and I just pissed greatness I ain't pretentious uh
Should have never gave these niggas money now the wheels up
Flying around the world, got these girls doing nasty shit
We done had to wait from the gate now the wheels up
Flying around the world with the stars, now this shit is up
[Verse 1: Vee Tha Rula]
Real niggas gave me tips, and I became king and now I feel major, I was hungry and I still tasted
It's my time, you still facing man, ain't no love, niggas still hating
Ain't no real shit, niggas still faking uh
The king of tats was on and I could grab the throne and lead their hand up in the catacombs
These niggas softer than a pillow, a bunch of fucking armadillos
An armageddon, arms with hammers, back, I'm cracking songs from instrumentals
I'm b b blessed and blabbermouths and jabberjaws these fuckboys never passed
Straight pussy Ima head of y'all
Straight up, you weak niggas should migrate, our frequencies will never vibrate
You niggas seem thirsty, so nigga hydrate
You just a pupil, your buzz will never dilate
Lil nigga but a nigga feeling like he 9"8
Beach killa with bitches killing that bombay
And I'm rocking with beats nigga like I'm Dre, yeah I'm on it, I'm blowing chronic like Nine Trey
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Vee Tha Rula]
No debate I'm the grateful winner uh
These niggas fake uh Caitlyn Jenner uh
There swear I made mistakes for then and I just pissed greatness I ain't pretentious uh
Wed the money, holy matrimony
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