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Private Landing (Sped Up) [feat. Justin Bieber & Future] (Explicit) - Don Toliver/sped up nightcore/Justin Bieber/Future
Lyrics by：Caleb Toliver/Justin Bieber/Nayvadius Wilburn/Ronald LaTour/Omar Guetfa/Rob Bisel/Derek Anderson
I'm feelin' stuck
Feelin' stuck
I'm off a bean
Yeah
Like what the ****
What the ****
I'm in the tree
Tree
She holler up
Holler up
What you need
Got it up
Ooh-ooh
I don't know why these h*es can't stand me
I guess I'm too demanding
Wanna hit the double Coke the candy
Candy
I'm so high no landing
Landing
Keepin' that Glock grip steady
Steady
Rockin' this **** confetti
Confetti
They all let it go on the telly
Telly
They all wanna rub my belly
I got my dawgs out I'm poppin' at the Ritz
At the
I got 'em comin' in **** look like a blitz
Look like a
She wanna check me up she wanna check my fit
Check my
I pull up the Maybach jumpin' shorty better check my hits
Private landing I guess I keep my candy
She a super soaker when the beaches sandy
I got her in the O call better call me Randy
Diamonds and Margiela AP canary yellow
Yeah she deserve a Patek 'cause she one of the members
For sure
When it come it's adorable money not a problem
Hmm
Turned me to a killer I just smashed a model
Tiffany come blue her p***y good and pink
Pink
Chicago in the wintertime I'm orderin' minks
The mink
Sellin' out arenas I just murked the streets
The streets
Coppin' a brand new castle in the Middle East
Woo yeah
My ***** sit Indian style when we sit down and eat
Woo
I could do this **** one take but my style ain't free
Woo Pluto
I don't take h*es on no date 'less they got pretty feet
I swear
Quarter million on her head quarter million on her head
Ah yeah
She mop it down the best I can't feel my leg
My leg I swear
I done sniped off your ho' for a crumb of bread
Ho
Got racks goin' out the roof they bustin' through the ceilin'
Racks
My new ***** she the truth show me a couple million
Freebandz
All on your body like I'm
Ooh-ooh yeah
Mm keep goin' mm
Oh-yeah
Keep goin' keep goin'
Mm-hmm
Mm keep goin' keep goin'
Mm go go
Mm go
I guess I'm spinnin' double cup I'm leanin'
So good so good taste it talk to me
Guess I'm spinnin' double cup I'm leanin'
Need you to lean in
She wanna come this way uh
Come on
Heat it up microwave
Heat it up
Heat it up mic what what
She wanna ride my wave
She wanna come this way
She wanna
She wanna uh
She wanna notice how you're feelin' tonight
Ah yeah-yeah so tight baby sure tonight
Oh it's how you're feelin' tonight

I guess I'm too demanding I guess I'll keep my candy
I tried to tell you but you know the demons guiding
Just touched down in Miami
In Miami
I guess I'll keep my candy I guess I'm too demanding
She wanna ride my wave she wanna rock my chain
Heat it up microwave come on I'll share my plate
Heat it up microwave come here and share my plate