[Intro: Maino & (DJ Khaled)]
Yeah! (This the remix!!!)
Remix! (Let It Fly!!! Maino!!!)
Aye!
[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]
Hands in the airrrrrrr Let-Let-Let-Let it fly
Drinks in the airrrrrrr Let-Let-Let-Let it fly
Balling in herrrrrrre Let-Let-Let-Let it fly
Let it fly Let it fly Let-Let-Let-Let it fly
(WELCOME TO BROOKLYN!)
[Verse 1: Maino]
Now, Now my name ring, my chain bling, got sparkles over my champagne
My bitches bad, these niggas mad, I guess it's just what the fame brings
Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my Philly broad
Miami bound with my D.C. chick and we let it fly when we in the club
I'm worldwide I'm certified, pop a bottle my Cali dime
Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the Ferrari kind
I'm on the grind never slowin' up, popping cash I'mma throw it up
Haters watch while I do it up, THE REMIX BITCH I'm BLOWING UP!
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Ok now hold up, swole up, my bank roll it don't fold up
Hate me nigga so what, twenty grand for me to show up
Next month I want that plus, money long as your tour bus
Hit the club and I let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies
Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne I sip mine
Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time
Straight G's on my front line, seven-fifty got Alpine
Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time
HA!
Yeah! (This the remix!!!)
Remix! (Let It Fly!!! Maino!!!)
Aye!
[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]
Hands in the airrrrrrr Let-Let-Let-Let it fly
Drinks in the airrrrrrr Let-Let-Let-Let it fly
Balling in herrrrrrre Let-Let-Let-Let it fly
Let it fly Let it fly Let-Let-Let-Let it fly
(WELCOME TO BROOKLYN!)
[Verse 1: Maino]
Now, Now my name ring, my chain bling, got sparkles over my champagne
My bitches bad, these niggas mad, I guess it's just what the fame brings
Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my Philly broad
Miami bound with my D.C. chick and we let it fly when we in the club
I'm worldwide I'm certified, pop a bottle my Cali dime
Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the Ferrari kind
I'm on the grind never slowin' up, popping cash I'mma throw it up
Haters watch while I do it up, THE REMIX BITCH I'm BLOWING UP!
[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Ok now hold up, swole up, my bank roll it don't fold up
Hate me nigga so what, twenty grand for me to show up
Next month I want that plus, money long as your tour bus
Hit the club and I let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies
Step in the club and it's all eyes, champagne I sip mine
Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time
Straight G's on my front line, seven-fifty got Alpine
Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time
HA!
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