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[Intro]
There’s several exits on this aircraft in the event of an emergency
At this time, please fasten your seat belts, as we are preparing for take off. And welcome aboard, Flight 22

[Verse 1]
Been a lot of places, seen a lot of faces, yeah
But nothing like you (you, you, you)
Oh, met you at the airport
Flight 22 (two, two, two)
I want you to have it all (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
I want you to have it all (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
I wonder if you really know
What I do for you to have it
I’ve had it with the waiting and hesitating

[Chorus]
So pack all your bags, don’t gotta ask where we’re going to
Don’t wanna be anywhere if it ain’t with you
Nowhere in this world can compare, boy that’s the truth
To wherever we’re going on Flight 22

[Verse 2]
I know you’ve been patient, that’s an understatement, yeah
But what can I do (do, do, do)
Oh, make myself look silly, hoping that you hear me
All my girls say that I’m acting a fool
Now touch me, kiss me, catch me, or miss me
Give it, take it, you can’t mistake this
Let’s get away from it all

[Chorus]
So pack all your bags, don’t gotta ask where were going to
Don’t wanna be anywhere if it ain’t with you
No where in this world can compare, boy that’s the truth
To wherever we’re going on Flight 22

[Outro]
Take me all the way, Flight 22, baby
And baby we’re not gonna make it
At least I’m going down with you
Our baggage might just be too full on Flight 22
Flight 22, Flight 22

[produced by: Wayne Gordon]

[Intro]
There’s several exits on this aircraft in the event of an emergency
At this time, please fasten your seat belts, as we are preparing for take off. And welcome aboard, Flight 22

[Verse 1]
Been a lot of places, seen a lot of faces, yeah
But nothing like you (you, you, you)
Oh, met you at the airport
Flight 22 (two, two, two)
I want you to have it all (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
I want you to have it all (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
I wonder if you really know
What I do for you to have it
I’ve had it with the waiting and hesitating

[Chorus]
So pack all your bags, don’t gotta ask where we’re going to
Don’t wanna be anywhere if it ain’t with you
Nowhere in this world can compare, boy that’s the truth
To wherever we’re going on Flight 22

[Verse 2]
I know you’ve been patient, that’s an understatement, yeah
But what can I do (do, do, do)
Oh, make myself look silly, hoping that you hear me
All my girls say that I’m acting a fool
Now touch me, kiss me, catch me, or miss me
Give it, take it, you can’t mistake this
Let’s get away from it all

[Chorus]
So pack all your bags, don’t gotta ask where were going to
Don’t wanna be anywhere if it ain’t with you
No where in this world can compare, boy that’s the truth
To wherever we’re going on Flight 22

[Outro]
Take me all the way, Flight 22, baby
And baby we’re not gonna make it
At least I’m going down with you
Our baggage might just be too full on Flight 22
Flight 22, Flight 22

[produced by: Wayne Gordon]

[Verse 1]
What can I do? It’s just too late to reach you
Your cigarette burnt holes all through my t-shirt
The truth is such a pain, too horrible to name
They say don’t blame the player but he played the game

[Chorus]
It’s no fun to feel like a fool
When you learn your baby don’t belong to you
Somewhere else might call it cruel
When you learn your baby don’t belong to you

[Verse 2]
Love you for being sick and twisted
But pussy is a hell of an addiction
My heart went through a shredder
The day I learned about your baby mothers
‘Cause you’re a grown ass man, now you should know better
But I still run all my errands in your sweater
‘Cause the truth is such a pain, too horrible to name
They say don’t blame the player but he played the game

[Chorus]
It’s no fun to feel like a fool
When you learn your baby don’t belong to you
Somewhere else might call it cruel
When you learn your baby don’t belong to you

[Bridge]
I can’t look, closed my eyes
Can’t believe it could look in mine

[Chorus]:
It’s no fun to feel like a fool
When you learn your baby don’t belong to you
Somewhere else might call it cruel
When you learn your baby don’t belong to you

[Outro]
No fun to feel like a fool, fool
It’s no fun to feel like a fool

[produced by: Josh Crocker]

[Verse 1]
I don’t know what you been told
See, I am not your enemy, uh oh
But if there’s one thing that I know
Is that you ain’t a friend to me, uh oh
So don’t come for me unless I send for you
Know you’re dead to me
Just don’t come for me, I won’t send for you
Know you’re dead to me
You’re dead to me, oh

[Chorus]
You’re dead to me
You’re obsessed, just let me go
You’re dead to me
I’m not somebody you know
You’re dead to me
Could you just leave me alone?
You’re dead to me

[Verse 2]
What you say to me? I can’t hear a thing
Try to talk some sense to myself, but I won’t listen
I’m what God made of me, don’t need to pretend
It’s okay to disagree, we don’t have to be friends
See, you think you got problems with me?
But baby I don’t even think about you
You’re mad at everything I do
But what are you up to? I haven’t a clue
‘Cause baby you’re dead to me
Why can’t I be dead to you?
I think that we both know the truth

[Chorus]
You’re obsessed, just let it go
You’re dead to me
You’re obsessed, just let me go
You’re dead to me
I’m not somebody you know
You’re dead to me
Could you just leave me alone?
You’re dead to me

[Bridge]
Why can’t you see you’re dead to me?
Just let it be, you’re dead to me
Why can’t you see you’re dead to me?
Just let it be, you’re dead to me

[Chorus]
You’re obsessed, just let it go
You’re dead to me
You’re obsessed, just let me go
You’re dead to me
I’m not somebody you know
You’re dead to me
Could you just leave me alone?
You’re dead to me

[produced by: Two Inch Punch]

(feat. BIA)

[Intro: Kali Uchis]
Kali Uchis
BIA
Las cabroncitas
Bienvenidos a Miami

[Verse 1: Kali Uchis]
I can feel it in the air, ooh, Miami
(Miami, Miami, Miami, Miami)
How you pay off all them bills? (How?) Ooh, her panties
(How you gonna pay ’em all?)
When I was just a little girl (I was just a little girl)
Had my sight set on a bigger world
Got myself a visa
And started catching flights to where the grass is greener

[Chorus: Kali Uchis]
Live fast and never die, I’m moving at the speed of light
I’ll take your money, raise the price, blow up the spot like dynamite
Live fast and never die, I’m moving at the speed of light
I’ll take your money, raise the price, blow up the spot like dynamite

[Verse 2: Kali Uchis]
Ain’t here to be cute, I ain’t here to impress
(No, no, no, no, no)
You know why I’m calling, I’m here to collect
(You now what I came for, I’m here to collect)
They look at me funny when I write a check
‘Cause they assumed I would be paying in sex
(Miami, Miami)
And I was looking for a job, and then I found one
(I found one)
He said he’d want me in his video like Bound 1
(Like Bound 1)
But why would I be Kim? I could be Kanye
In the land of opportunity and palm trees

[Chorus: Kali Uchis]
Live fast and never die, I’m moving at the speed of light
I’ll take your money, raise the price, blow up the spot like dynamite
Live fast and never die, I’m moving at the speed of light
I’ll take your money, raise the price, blow up the spot like dynamite

[Bridge: Kali Uchis + BIA]
Don’t do what I’m runnin’ from, but I’m always on the run
Now I can’t afford to look back, back
Hey! (Kali)
I just wanna know (BIA), if you wanna run let’s go

[Verse 3: BIA]
Split fast in the 2-seat, blowin’ Kali Uchis
Prolly with a Fronto, never see me smoke a loosey
Need my money pronto, you don’t wanna see me moody
If you knew me, then you’d probably wanna get to know the new me
Vamo’, pa Miami, how we live la vida loca
Me llamo perico pero no me gusta coca
New vice now I need a blunt with my Mimosa
Never get it twisted, ain’t too bougie for Corona
With a lime on the side, I bring my sand to the trap
‘Cause my baggage is way too expensive to pack
I be ten toes down, two hands in the bag
‘Cause when you fast forward you don’t ever look back, uh

[Chorus: Kali Uchis]
Live fast and never die, I’m moving at the speed of light
I’ll take your money, raise the price, blow up the spot like dynamite
Live fast and never die, I’m moving at the speed of light
I’ll take your money, raise the price, blow up the spot like dynamite

[produced by: David Andrew Sitek, Om’Mas Keith & DJ Dahi]