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Qing XXY - Dylan Lyrics



Qing XXY - Dylan Lyrics
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A girl did that?
Bad news
Uh
Yea yeah
Yea yeah
Aye
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Your whole style done
Expired, expired, expired
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Ooh
Alien bars
I'm fresh outta Mars
Back on Earth from vacay
I walk with a mean
I'm a boss kinda lean
That's why they staring at me
Aye XXY where you at?
They be down my back
I know y'all wanting these treats
Fast forward
Then press record
History is in the making
Yodel lay ee oh
Why you all on my heels?
Why you counting my bills?
Lil nigga just chill
Yodel lay ee oh
Why you all on my spine
Checking my time line?
Need training wheels?
Yodel lay ee
Yep I know niggas wanna clone me
But I'm too original for thee
Class in session
Pull up your desk and
Tell me what's that language I speak
Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Your whole style done
Expired, expired, expired
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Slicker than Rick
In my stunt man whip
I'm in that Level X zone
Bass in the trunk
Make the whole block jump
I'm all in your stereo
Don't suck that in
Girl jiggle that skin
Show off out on the dance floor
Rewind
Now dutty whine
Fellas keep on throwing that dough
Yodel lay ee oh
Why you all in my bag
Counting all my racks?
Lil homie so sad
Why you all on my sack
Jackin all my swag?
Let me get that back
Yep I know niggas wanna be me
But I'm too far ahead for thee
Class in session
Write down your lesson
What my native dialect be?
Fire, hot fire, hot fire
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Your whole style done
Expired, expired, expired
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Ooh
If you got your own
And your lights is on
When they play this song
Gone shake that
If your rent is paid
And your hair is laid
When this record plays
Gone shake that
If you riding single
Young and you mingle
Don't fight the tingle
Gone shake that
Go crazy crazy girl shake that
Nah baby baby don't waste that
Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Your whole style done
Expired, expired, expired
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Hot fire, hot fire
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A girl did that?
Bad news
Uh
Yea yeah
Yea yeah
Aye
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Your whole style done
Expired, expired, expired
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Ooh
Alien bars
I'm fresh outta Mars
Back on Earth from vacay
I walk with a mean
I'm a boss kinda lean
That's why they staring at me
Aye XXY where you at?
They be down my back
I know y'all wanting these treats
Fast forward
Then press record
History is in the making
Yodel lay ee oh
Why you all on my heels?
Why you counting my bills?
Lil nigga just chill
Yodel lay ee oh
Why you all on my spine
Checking my time line?
Need training wheels?
Yodel lay ee
Yep I know niggas wanna clone me
But I'm too original for thee
Class in session
Pull up your desk and
Tell me what's that language I speak
Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Your whole style done
Expired, expired, expired
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Slicker than Rick
In my stunt man whip
I'm in that Level X zone
Bass in the trunk
Make the whole block jump
I'm all in your stereo
Don't suck that in
Girl jiggle that skin
Show off out on the dance floor
Rewind
Now dutty whine
Fellas keep on throwing that dough
Yodel lay ee oh
Why you all in my bag
Counting all my racks?
Lil homie so sad
Why you all on my sack
Jackin all my swag?
Let me get that back
Yep I know niggas wanna be me
But I'm too far ahead for thee
Class in session
Write down your lesson
What my native dialect be?
Fire, hot fire, hot fire
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Your whole style done
Expired, expired, expired
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Ooh
If you got your own
And your lights is on
When they play this song
Gone shake that
If your rent is paid
And your hair is laid
When this record plays
Gone shake that
If you riding single
Young and you mingle
Don't fight the tingle
Gone shake that
Go crazy crazy girl shake that
Nah baby baby don't waste that
Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Your whole style done
Expired, expired, expired
I spit Dylan
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Hot fire, hot fire, hot fire
Hot fire, hot fire
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Writer: Lashaunda Carr
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Language: English
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Written by: Lashaunda Carr

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