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Fly Video (MV)




Performed By: Kevin Paradise
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: Kevin Konou




Kevin Paradise - Fly Lyrics
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With my darling
I think that I'm all in
Clean my room it's fully empty
Pack the rum and then the remy
Them they faking all their love
How you think that I don't know
They think that I lost my mind
Let them judge me I don't mind
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Fly you on a private jet
Aye aye
We could be gone tomorrow
Aye aye
Fly you on a private jet
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Fly you on a private jet
Aye aye
We could be gone tomorrow
Fly you on a private jet
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Switching sides and switching angles
Can they play me in Barbados
Can they play me in Miami
Copper shoes to match the Grammy
Pistol jammed them never end me
Do I have some enemies I
Don't want you caught up in this life
Empty spots
Empty lanes and parking lots
I want your body oh
I want your body oh
Empty spots
Empty lanes and parking lots
I want your body oh
I want your
Aye aye aye aye
With my darling
I think that I'm all in
Clean my room it's fully empty
Pack the rum and then the remy
Them they faking all their love
How you think that I don't know
They think that I lost my mind
Let them judge me I don't mind
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Fly you on a private jet
Aye aye
We could be gone tomorrow
Fly you on a private jet
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Fly you on a private jet
Aye aye
We could be gone tomorrow
Fly you on a private jet
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
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With my darling
I think that I'm all in
Clean my room it's fully empty
Pack the rum and then the remy
Them they faking all their love
How you think that I don't know
They think that I lost my mind
Let them judge me I don't mind
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Fly you on a private jet
Aye aye
We could be gone tomorrow
Aye aye
Fly you on a private jet
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Fly you on a private jet
Aye aye
We could be gone tomorrow
Fly you on a private jet
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Switching sides and switching angles
Can they play me in Barbados
Can they play me in Miami
Copper shoes to match the Grammy
Pistol jammed them never end me
Do I have some enemies I
Don't want you caught up in this life
Empty spots
Empty lanes and parking lots
I want your body oh
I want your body oh
Empty spots
Empty lanes and parking lots
I want your body oh
I want your
Aye aye aye aye
With my darling
I think that I'm all in
Clean my room it's fully empty
Pack the rum and then the remy
Them they faking all their love
How you think that I don't know
They think that I lost my mind
Let them judge me I don't mind
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Fly you on a private jet
Aye aye
We could be gone tomorrow
Fly you on a private jet
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
Fly you on a private jet
Aye aye
We could be gone tomorrow
Fly you on a private jet
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
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Writer: Kevin Konou
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