Don Toliver - Private Landing (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Don Toliver - Private Landing (en) Lyrics
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I'm feelin' stuck (Feelin' stuck)
I'm off a bean (Yeah), like, what
the fuck? (What the fuck?)
I'm in the tree (Tree), she
holler up (Holler up)
What you need? (What you need?)
Got it up (Ooh-ooh)
I don't know why these
hoes can't stand me
I guess I'm too demanding
Wanna hit the double Coke,
the candy (Candy)
I'm so high, no landing (Landing)
Keepin' that Glock, grip
steady (Steady)
Rockin' this shit, confetti (Confetti)
They all let it go on
the telly (Telly)
They all wanna rub my belly
I got my dawgs out, I'm poppin'
at the Ritz (At the)
I got 'em comin' in, shit look
like a blitz (Look like a)
She wanna check me up, she wanna
check my fit (Check my)
I pull up, the Maybach jumpin',
shorty bеtter check my hits
I don't know why thesе
hoes can't stand me
Private landing, I guess
I keep my candy
She a super soaker when
the beaches sandy
I got her in the O, call,
better call me Randy
Diamonds and Margiela,
AP canary yellow
Yeah, she deserve a Patek, 'cause she
one of the members (For sure)
When it come, it's adorable,
money not a problem (Hmm)
Turned me to a killer, I just
smashed a model (Yeah)
Tiffany come blue, her pussy
good and pink (Pink)
Chicago in the wintertime, I'm
orderin' minks (The mink)
Sellin' out arenas, I just murked
the streets (The streets)
Coppin' a brand new castle in
the Middle East (Woo, yeah)
My bitch sit Indian style when
we sit down and eat (Woo)
I could do this shit, one take, but
my style ain't free (Woo, Pluto)
I don't take hoes on no date, 'less
they got pretty feet (I swear)
Quarter million on her head, quarter
million on her head (Ah, yeah)
She mop it down the best, I can't
feel my leg (My leg, I swear)
I done sniped off your ho'
for a crumb of bread (Ho)
Got racks goin' out the roof, they bustin'
through the ceilin' (Racks)
My new bitch, she the truth, show
me a couple million (Freebandz)
All on your body, like I'm
What you need? (What you need?)
Got it up (Ooh-ooh, yeah)
Mm, keep goin', mm (Oh-yeah)
Keep goin', keep goin' (Mm-hmm)
Keep goin', keep goin'
Mm, keep goin', keep goin'
Mm, go, go
Mm, go
I guess I'm spinnin', double
cup, I'm leanin'
(So good, so good, taste
it, talk to me)
Guess I'm spinnin', double
cup, I'm leanin'
Need you to lean in (Yeah)
She wanna come this way, uh (Come on)
Heat it up, microwave (Heat it up)
Heat it up, mic, what, what?
She wanna ride my wave
She wanna come this way (She wanna)
She wanna, uh (She wanna), she wanna
She wanna, notice how you're feelin'
tonight (Ah, yeah-yeah, so
tight, baby, sure, tonight)
Oh, it's how you're feelin' tonight
I guess I'm too demanding, I
guess I'll keep my candy
(I tried to tell you, but you
know the demons guiding)
Just touched down in Miami (In Miami)
I guess I'll keep my candy,
I guess I'm too demanding
She wanna ride my wave, she
wanna rock my chain
Heat it up, microwave, come on,
I'll share my plate (Come on)
Heat it up, microwave, come
here, and share my plate
What you need? (What you
need?) Got it up (Yeah)
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