Wheels Up

[Intro: captain]
Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking
The main cabin doors are closed for departure
Seats back and tray tables up
Hope you enjoy your flight
And if you’re afraid to fly, tough shit
Time to get these wheels and this money up

[Verse 1: Anthony Danza]
Another dollar, another day
Ain’t shit changed, tryna dial up another play
Hold heat like the mayor, in the tux like a playa
Jake One told me
“Sometimes, you just gotta let the yop spray”
To the mufuckin’ opp’s way
‘til “it’s a wrap,” like that motherfucka D.O.C say
On me, on mine, on G-o-d
“It’s westside,” like that motherfucka Pac say

[Chorus (?)]
It’s your life, catch your flight, baby
Pack your bags, get your bag, baby
Up all night, push that height, baby
Push that gas, get your cash, baby

[Verse 2: Anthony Danza]
This is what it sounds like
Young niggas gettin’ rich, pullin’ up with the pounds like
Pullin’ up with the rounds like
Clippin’ up, whippin’ up on the town like
Drove off the lot in a new whip
Moon-walked on a new brick
Ran through a block of that cool whip
Hit my man with a few zips
Floatin’ through the water like a cruise ship
Smokin’ on Jamaica, I’m Sean Paul
Just gimme the light, my lil niggas is on call
Racks like a pool hall, sticks like a pool hall
Pack it up quick, make a trip like a UHaul
Movin’ through the hall with them nicks and dimes, tryna hold on
Quarters, halves, get your whole on
It’s big bread at the table, everybody get your roll on

[Chorus (?)]
It’s your life, catch your flight, baby
Pack your bags, get your bag, baby
Up all night, push that height, baby
Push that gas, get your cash, baby

[Hook: Anthony Danza]
Yeah
Wheels up, airplane-mode, get your motherfuckin’ wheels up
Wheels up, all my hustlers, get your hunid-dollar bills up
Wheels up, airplane-mode, get your motherfuckin’ wheels up
Wheels up, all my hustlers, get your hunid-dollar bills up
Wheels up, airplane-mode, get your motherfuckin’ wheels up
Wheels up, all my hustlers, get your motherfuckin’ bills up
Wheels up, airplane-mode, get your motherfuckin’ wheels up
Wheels up, all my real go-getters, get your hunid-dollars bills up

[Chorus (?)]
It’s your life, catch your flight, baby
Pack your bags, get your bag, baby
Up all night, push that height, baby
Push that gas, get your cash, baby

[Outro: flight attendant]
The captain just notified me that we’ll be landing shortly
So, please return your seats to the upright position
And please keep your phones in airplane-mode
Because the wheels are still up
Once we land, feel free to hit the ground running
And go find a bag
Local time is “get off your ass”
And the weather is “a cool...figure this shit out”
If you don’t work, then you don’t eat
Thanks for flying with us, until next time