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Wings Video (MV)




Performed By: Juke
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Juke Music
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Juke - Wings Lyrics
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Gotta just be yourself when I bring you around
Ain't got no reason to act different when my crew around
Can't get in with me, no new friends because I'm too up now
Aye haters who up now? I'm sippin' two cups now
I got Marni on my jeans
Balenciaga on my feet gon' give me wings
This bitch a slut now she tryna come f*ck on the team
Bitch what you mean?
F*ck what they think yea
She tryna f*ck in the lobby
My new bitch doin' Pilates
I'm tryna cop me a new Bugatti
They seeing Lil' Juke with brand new shoes They thinkin' it's fubu probably
But I done bossed up, backseat of the whip Now I'm f*ckin' two lil' hotties
Yeah, huh
These niggas not my speed
Rockin' some new Celine, These niggas can't f*ck with me
Might pour a deuce of lean, And your bitch gon' f*ck with Ease
And they don't know what i seen, huh 'een
Pink slip, paper tags, My bitch got a whole lotta ass
Niggas talk down, I'm bustin' his ass
Don't hit my phone if it ain't about cash
My bitch bad and she got class
And she hit my phone like Juke, you movin' too fast
Gotta just be yourself when I bring you around
Ain't got no reason to act different when my crew around
Can't get in with me, no new friends because I'm too up now
Aye haters who up now? I'm sippin' two cups now
I got Marni on my jeans
Balenciaga on my feet gon' give me wings
This bitch a slut now she tryna come f*ck on the team
Bitch what you mean?
F*ck what they think
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English

Gotta just be yourself when I bring you around
Ain't got no reason to act different when my crew around
Can't get in with me, no new friends because I'm too up now
Aye haters who up now? I'm sippin' two cups now
I got Marni on my jeans
Balenciaga on my feet gon' give me wings
This bitch a slut now she tryna come f*ck on the team
Bitch what you mean?
F*ck what they think yea
She tryna f*ck in the lobby
My new bitch doin' Pilates
I'm tryna cop me a new Bugatti
They seeing Lil' Juke with brand new shoes They thinkin' it's fubu probably
But I done bossed up, backseat of the whip Now I'm f*ckin' two lil' hotties
Yeah, huh
These niggas not my speed
Rockin' some new Celine, These niggas can't f*ck with me
Might pour a deuce of lean, And your bitch gon' f*ck with Ease
And they don't know what i seen, huh 'een
Pink slip, paper tags, My bitch got a whole lotta ass
Niggas talk down, I'm bustin' his ass
Don't hit my phone if it ain't about cash
My bitch bad and she got class
And she hit my phone like Juke, you movin' too fast
Gotta just be yourself when I bring you around
Ain't got no reason to act different when my crew around
Can't get in with me, no new friends because I'm too up now
Aye haters who up now? I'm sippin' two cups now
I got Marni on my jeans
Balenciaga on my feet gon' give me wings
This bitch a slut now she tryna come f*ck on the team
Bitch what you mean?
F*ck what they think
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Writer: Juke Music
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