Flight to Memphis Smooky MarGielaa (Ft. A$AP Rocky, Chris Brown & Juicy J)
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[Intro]
(You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat)
[Chorus: Smooky MarGielaa, Juicy J]
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they ain't expect this (Hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Yeah, ho)
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they ain't expect this (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 1: Chris Brown, Juicy J]
Okay, took a flight to Memphis (Haha), need to mind your business
Whippin' foreigns, limo tinted, you are not squad (Oh)
Yeah, the ice too bright, I'm too high off the whippets (Yeah)
Got your bitch attention, bye-bye, now she mine
You say that's your shawty, then why she all over me? (Yeah, ooh)
She like smokin', takin' molly with the team (Oh, yeah, she do)
By herself, you can't blame this shit on me (Uh-uh)
All this jealousy, that's why I keep a .40 on me (Yeah, ho)
[Chorus: Smooky MarGielaa, Juicy J, Chris Brown]
Take a flight to Memphis (Hey), we came from the trenches (Yeah, ooh, yeah)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Ooh)
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they ain't expect this (Hey, ooh)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Yeah, ho, yeah)
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they ain't expect this (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat)
[Chorus: Smooky MarGielaa, Juicy J]
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they ain't expect this (Hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Yeah, ho)
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they ain't expect this (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 1: Chris Brown, Juicy J]
Okay, took a flight to Memphis (Haha), need to mind your business
Whippin' foreigns, limo tinted, you are not squad (Oh)
Yeah, the ice too bright, I'm too high off the whippets (Yeah)
Got your bitch attention, bye-bye, now she mine
You say that's your shawty, then why she all over me? (Yeah, ooh)
She like smokin', takin' molly with the team (Oh, yeah, she do)
By herself, you can't blame this shit on me (Uh-uh)
All this jealousy, that's why I keep a .40 on me (Yeah, ho)
[Chorus: Smooky MarGielaa, Juicy J, Chris Brown]
Take a flight to Memphis (Hey), we came from the trenches (Yeah, ooh, yeah)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Ooh)
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they ain't expect this (Hey, ooh)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Yeah, ho, yeah)
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Fifty for my necklace, boy, they ain't expect this (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
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