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English Lyrics: “FLY” by Sik-K

Sneak Peek: English lyrics for “FLY” by Sik-K.

“FLY” by Sik-K

I fly to you, to your room.
The two us are lookin’ beautiful, baby.
This is how much
I’m really close
to you.
I f*ckin’ love you.
I f*ckin’ love you,
mother f*ckin’ love you.
I f*ckin’ love you, yeah.
I f*ckin’ love you.
I f*ckin’ love you,
mother f*ckin’ love you.
I f*ckin’ love you, yeah.

Light it up, my cigarette.
You say you don’t smoke cigarettes.
Sorry. Yeah, yeah.
I blow the smoke over there, hoo,
so it doesn’t get on you. Yeah, yeah.
I’m flying, yeah,
like a butterfly, yeah.
I’m lookin’ for my flower.
I went to you.
You don’t know, because I haven’t told you yet.
Baby, I be flyin’.

Never seen, probably never seen.
Yeah, it’s like you came straight out of a magazine.
Yeah, it’s so obvious that
I’m trying to impress you.
“To tell you the truth, I’ve never done this before,” [/she says or you say].
Why are you lying? I want you to be
more honest than you’re being right now.
Let’s not set any boundaries.
Even if we draw them, I know we’re going to cross them.
Yeah, I f*ckin’ love you, oh-ah.

I fly to you, to your room.
The two us are lookin’ beautiful, baby.
This is how much
I’m really close
to you.

I f*ckin’ love you.
I f*ckin’ love you,
mother f*ckin’ love you.
I f*ckin’ love you, yeah.
I f*ckin’ love you.
I f*ckin’ love you,
mother f*ckin’ love you.
I f*ckin’ love you, yeah.

I think about you everyday.
I don’t even have time to think about anything or anyone else,
not even an hour, yeah.
You won’t know why.
I pretend to be disappointed.
I have to feel you on my skin.
Let’s go somewhere else, to my place.

I fly to you,
headin’ to the studio,
firin’ the booth.
Everything has a different meaning.
Yelow-life is my lingo,
and mob for life is my ego.
I like you. Yeah, yeah.
I like you more than anyone or anything, yeah.
You better not lie to me.
I wanna make you mine.
Everything will be fine.
If you come to me,
then I’ll do everything for you [/literally, live (and die) for you].

We’re on mother f*ckin’ fire.
I’m already flying to you,
It’s not an illusion, no never.
Everything will be fine.
If you come to me,
then I’ll do everything for you [/literally, live (and die) for you].
We’re on mother f*ckin’ fire.

I fly to you, to your room.
The two us are lookin’ beautiful baby.
This is how much,
I’m really close
to you.

I f*ckin’ love you.
I f*ckin’ love you,
mother f*ckin’ love you.
I f*ckin’ love you, yeah.
I f*ckin’ love you.
I f*ckin’ love you,
mother f*ckin’ love you.
I f*ckin’ love you, yeah.

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