Caldwell & Yung Pinch & MOD SUN - Flyin' Pass Text

Songtext zu Flyin' Pass

Ain't no way this young fella ain’t gonna get paid
Doin doughnuts in a Lamborghini
I must say
My pretty lady kinda bad as hell but you know that’s how the players play

So pour up if you up
If not then shut up
Cause tonight we gonna party today
Ain’t no way this young fella ain’t gon’ get paid
kicking dust in my brand new J’s
And my PJ go

Ooooooooooooooooooooo
(what’s it like, eh what's like, eh what's it like though)

Flying pass em like
Ooooooooooooooooooooo
(what’s it like, eh what's it like, eh what's it like though)

Verse 1 (Modsun)

Yeah, yeah, Aye
She drop it low and let them boots touch her ass
Moving fast in a 76 Cadillac
You already know we let the them good times last
Sittin first class in my cowboy hat
She take a shot it’s like bang bang bang bottles pop we make it rain rain rain
From the bottom to the top, east coast to LA they thought that we would stop, yeah, we said no
way

Chorus
Ain't way this young fella ain’t gonna get paid
Doin doughnuts in a Lamborghini
I must say
My pretty lady kinda bad as hell but you know that’s how the players play
So pour up if you up
If not then shut up
Cause tonight we gonna party today
(tonight we gon’ party todaaaayy)
Ain’t no way this young fella ain’t gon’ get paid
(you know what, you know what)

kicking dust in my brand new J’s
And my PJ go
Ooooooooooooooooooooo
(what’s it like, eh what's it like, eh what's it like though)
Flying pass em like
Ooooooooooooooooooooo
(what’s it like, eh what's it like, eh what's it like though)

Verse 2 (Yung Pinch)
Up up & away
I’ll be home by midnight
you think I ain’t getting paid?
must be drinking on moonshine

Ya red cup in my hand but this ain’t whiskey huh
I’ll be high as hell once we land (once we land)

might need a pick me up
Nah I ain’t playing round
She quick to give it up
I had to lay her down

raising hell & I only spent a day in town
I almost burnt it down
Yeah

Chorus
Ain't way this young fella ain’t gonna get paid
Doin doughnuts in a Lamborghini
I must say
My pretty lady kinda bad as hell but you know that’s how the players play (okay)

So pour up if you up
If not then shut up
Cause tonight we gonna party today
(tonight we gon’ party todaaaayy)
Ain’t no way this young fella ain’t gon’ get paid
(you know what,you know what)
kicking dust in my brand new J’s
And my PJ go

Ooooooooooooooooooooo
(what’s it like, eh what's it like, eh what's it like though)
Flying pass em like
Ooooooooooooooooooooo
(what’s it like, eh what's it like, eh what's it like though)

Verse 3 (Caldwell)
I ain’t your average country boy, but I keep me Stetson
We a about to takeoff like my last name was Jetson
You know what it is when you see me two steppin
Mod Sun, Caldwell sit back and learn a lesson
And yes
I’m a product of my P-O-P
And my sons got swag like they D-A-D
And the seats recline way back get comfy
This how you do it on the remix with Mr. Caldwell

Chorus
Ain't no way this young fella ain’t gonna get paid
Doin doughnuts in a Lamborghini
I must say
My pretty lady kinda bad as hell but you know that’s how the players play (okay)

So pour up if you up
If not then shut up
Cause tonight we gonna party today
(tonight we gon’ party todaaaayy)
Ain’t no way this young fella ain’t gon’ get paid
(you know what,you know what)
kicking dust in my brand new J’s
And my PJ go

Ooooooooooooooooooooo
(what’s it like, eh what's it like, eh what's it like though)
Flying pass em like
Ooooooooooooooooooooo
(what’s it like, eh whata it like, eh what's like though)
And my PJ go
Ooooooooooooooooooooo
Flying pass em like
Ooooooooooooooooooooo

Caldwell und Yung Pinch und MOD SUN - Flyin' Pass Songtext

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