Teach You To Fly

Hey, don't trip, bitch

Matter fact I got something you can trip on

Gonna need your expensive luggage for this one

I might be with my girl

But you can bring your girls too

And we can do all the kinky things you

Think you ain't supposed to

I'll take you out this world

And we can't get commercial

See I'ma need privacy its obvious you ain't learn

So, I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly I can teach you to fly

And she dug my chain

Love my swag, how I does my thang

Love my slang, talk just like me

Say she proud to be taylor gang (taylor gang?)

Man I'm paid

Tell the waitress bring more champagne

I done made what you tryin to get

And my style is sick cause I'm taylor made

Got no time to waste, see its like we in a race

All the bitches in this club that would die to take your place

Girl they call me mr space, and I can let you taste

But you been on the ground for so long i can teach you to fly

I might be with my girl

But you can bring your girls too

And we can do all the kinky things you

Think you ain't supposed to

I'll take you out this world

And we can't get commercial

See I'ma need privacy its obvious you ain't learn

So, I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly

I can teach you to fly