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Big K.R.I.T. - Blue Flame Ballet
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big K.R.I.T.
Big K.R.I.T.
Vocals
Rolynne' Anderson
Rolynne' Anderson
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Scott
Justin Scott
Composer
Rolynne' Anderson
Rolynne' Anderson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big K.R.I.T.
Big K.R.I.T.
Producer
Micah Wyatt
Micah Wyatt
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Recording Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Fly I saw ballet at the strip club Sat and watched the whole play at the strip club I'm talkin' shows on Broadway at the strip club I saw ballet at the strip club Yeah Under light, she shinin' Through the smoke and mirrors, I could see a diamond This is art Hangin' from the rafters like a jersey in Toronto She was used to gymnastics or run track She said she used to do both She volleyballed all through college, now she just ball off the coke It came in handy, she demand it, 'cause the techniques never vanish She just stretch it Then she prep it, when she come down, perfect landing Applause I gave her a ten on my scorecard She make that shit look so easy, but that shit hard Had me lookin' around, like, "Oh my God, did you see that?" Can't believe that she in here when she could star On the Olympic team, nutcracker on Christmas Eve NYC, London, all way to Paris Royal ballet on they ass Make a nigga rock some cufflinks and a tux while throwin' cash I saw ballet at the strip club Sat and watched the whole play at the strip club I'm talkin' shows on Broadway at the strip club I saw ballet at the strip club I saw ballet at the strip club Sat and watched the whole play at the strip club I'm talkin' shows on Broadway (Fly), at the strip club I saw ballet at the strip club Fly Yeah, yeah, yeah I feel like I should've brought a trophy Or a judges' table just so I could sit down and get noticed 'Bout your backbends and you snatchin' off your heels And those tattoos of those flowers on your side, it look so real How it feel To win 'em off the dances? So prestigious with your mantle When you tippy-toe, you far from "Tip Drill" You got skills Yeah, I thought that you'd be ratchet But you classic with your stance when you still Why you here? I'm just sayin' You might wanna go on Dancing with the Stars and sign a deal You would kill Make a nigga rock some cufflinks and tux while throwin' dollar bills I saw ballet at the strip club Sat and watched the whole play at the strip club I'm talkin' shows on Broadway at the strip club I saw ballet at the strip club Fly Oh At the strip club Oh, oh, oh, oh Take it easy
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