收聽DJ Holiday的Flexin (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Flexin (Explicit)

DJ Holiday, Meek Mill, Future, T.I.2015年9月9日

Flexin (Explicit) 歌詞

 

Stuntin' all on my old h*es styling all on my haters

Presidential is rose gold say it's time to get paper

Glock 10 with that laser f**k around meet yo maker

Everyone got me pissin' f**k around with them papers

So I can't smoke no kush I can't smoke no kush

But I ran through them h*es and I ain't talk 'bout Reggie Bush

I say y'all f**k n***as so fold h*es ain't never gon' look

In the kitchen with that pyrex and a 9 piece let me cook

Now hold up I went and bought a phantom cause I wanted to

And now I drive the same one some stunnas do

Real n***a 100 proof

I'mma need a 100m's to make me comfortable

Stuntin' all on my old h*es styling all on my haters

Presidential is rose gold say it's time to get paper

Big crib with no neighbors ball hard but no Lakers

Spent a 100 racks on my chain all them h*es know my name

I be flexin flexin flexin on these n***as

I be flexin flexin flexin on these b***hes

I be flexin flexin flexin on these n***as

I be flexin flexin flexin on these b***hes

All I know is just flex s**ttin' on my ex

Bad h*es on my team d**k 'em down like next

I rock YSL so fresh fly as hell no jet

Waves on 360 make that p***y get so wet

She say I'm cocky I say that's not me

She call me papi and I say ven aqui

Wrist wear on hockey Porsche box like Ali

My sneaks they bally in my hood I'm prolly just rollin 'round in that ghost

Watching out for them folks

Heater on my hip trunk full of that work

I say my shooters like dirt 10 racks and you murk

I put that on yo head n***a first week and you dead n***a

I bottle pop I model pop

Pull up on them bikes let the throttle pop

N***as know I'm nice and I got a lot

Like f**k yo corner I bought a block

I don't chase no b***hes I just chase my dream

We ridin 'round so dirty in this whip that's so clean

My old head she 30 but that d**k suck so mean

And that p***y just so good for that pipe she my fein

On that pint I just lean perk got me bent

If you ain't talking 'bout money you ain't got no sense

Smell it on my clothes work got that scent

In that kitchen with them birds 'bout to serve up that's din'

Hold up oz's and whole keys

Straight white and no trees

Great white and oz's and they might just od

I stay tight with og's

They know I'm real n***a

Pocket full of them racks

 

And my bank account meek mill n***a