Private Landing Lyrics – Don Toliver
Private Landing Lyrics is the latest song released by Don Toliver.
Songs Credit :
Song – Private Landing Lyrics
Artist – Don Toliver
Private Landing Lyrics by Don Toliver – “Private Landing“ is a Brand New English Song from the album “Love Sick“, sung by Don Toliver, Justin Bieber & Future. Private Landing Song Lyrics are penned by Don Toliver, Justin Bieber, Future, Cardo, Omar Guetfa, Rob Bisel, and 206Derek, with Music produced by Cardo, Omar Guetfa, Rob Bisel, and 206Derek, and this Brand New Music video has been released on February 24, 2023.
Private landing lyrics – don toliver
I’m Feelin’ Stuck (Feelin’ Stuck)
I’m Off A Bean (Yeah), Like, What The F*ck? (What The F*ck?)
I’m In The Tree (Tree), She Holler Up (Holler Up)
What You Need? (What You Need?) Got It Up (Ooh-ooh)
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 Sh!t, 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, Sh!t 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 BеTter Check My Hits
I Don’t Know Why Thesе Hoes Can’t Stand Me
I Guess I’m Too Demanding
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 (Yeah)
Tiffany Come Blue, Her Pu*sy 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)
I Could Do This Sh!t, One Take, But My Style Ain’t Free (Woo, Pluto)
I Don’t Take Hoes 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 B!tch, She The Truth, Show Me A Couple Million (Freebandz)
All On Your Body, Like I’m—
I’m Feelin’ Stuck (Feelin’ Stuck)
I’m Off A Bean (Yeah), Like, What The F*ck? (What The F*ck?)
I’m In The Tree (Tree), She Holler Up (Holler Up)
What You Need? (What You Need?) Got It Up (Ooh-ooh, Yeah)
Mm, Keep Goin’, Mm (Oh-yeah)
Keep Goin’, Keep Goin’ (Mm-hmm)
Keep Goin’, Keep Goin’
Mm, Keep Goin’, Keep Goin’
Mm, Keep Goin’, Keep Goin’
Mm, Go, Go
Mm, Keep Goin’, Keep Goin’
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 (Lean)
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—), She Wanna—
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 Crying)
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 Ride My Train
Heat It Up, Microwave, Come On, I’ll Show You My Place (Come On)
She Wanna Ride My Wave, She Wanna Ride My Train
Heat It Up, Microwave, Come On, I’ll Show You My Place
I’m Feelin’ Stuck (Feelin’ Stuck)
I’m Off A Bean (Yeah), Like, What The F*ck? (What The F*ck?)
I’m In The Tree (Tree), She Holler Up (Holler Up)
What You Need? (What You Need?) Got It Up (Yeah)
Written by: Don Toliver, Justin Bieber, Future, Cardo, Omar Guetfa, Rob Bisel & 206Derek
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