Lyrics:
been acknowledged by institutions
But i knew i was a baller i got called a nuisance
In the halls I'm causin squabbles cause i gotta do it
I apologize
to feel that pain it's better if we flirt
Don't play wit me n I won't play wit you
Just keep it g n ima play it cool
But for your heart baby I'll shake
unlikely, to ever get you so happy.
And at the risk of being hurt, let me one minute,
Just to flirt and make it right, with what I'm calling free.
Ah-uh
the phone
Kept calling and calling he wouldn't leave her alone
I'm saying I feel his pain cause this bitch so bad
And he probably blowing a L in the crib
the way way back to show myself how
I can use all the pain to make everyone bow
When I see your gang all I'm gonna do is plow
Through the hordes of fakes
I'm still thinking 'bout the one That I hurt
Said she was a loner
But she turned to a flirt yea
Tears in the dirt yea
Blood on the shirt
I said broke
you murked
Bitch I'm Inda city you should know da turf
And I'm wit a crippy looking like a Smurf
And we too drippy looking like we surf
We keep new
see-saw until then I make it rain niggas feel my pain, until i'm out
the game i'm far from a lame
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Young Chris]
Lord
break from slaughter, with an awkward exection
And I'm losing my sense of self, there goes my mental health!
Suddenly unburdened by the panic, then I
this I'm tired all this I'm tired all this I'm tired all this I'm tired all this I'm tired all this I'm tired all this I'm tired all this pain yeah I'm
Shawty throughin ass
She ain't even gotta flirt
All I smoke is gas
You be smokin on some herbs
Past is in the past
Put my pedal to the dirt
Livin
taking off your shirt
Well I always had a thing for a woman in a miniskirt
I was walking by, bro was scratching, he been popping percs
I'm just really
thirteen, fell in love with a girl it was hurting
Now i'm seventeen chasing my dreams
Ninth grade it was pain in my chest
I was all alone, they ain't giving
to church
Yep I know my worth
Because I'm putting in work
At first they like
Nigga please
But now they like
Nigga preach
Take em' to church
Take em'
light
Just flirt with suicide
Here it comes
From the slums
Of my mind
And I'm running out of time
Stuck inside my head
Stuck inside my bed
Wishing I was
rapping, first of all
I'm doing this so my moms
Ain't gotta work no more
Music take away the pain
It don't hurt no more
Was looking for wealth
But I ain't
where I belong
I can’t be taken down
I got hurt
And I feel the pain
It was just one flirt
And this is what I gain
I’m a toy
Which was thrown
say?
Rodolfo
Marcello loved her once...
Schaunard
Ah! Marcello will give in!
Rodolfo
...The flirt ran off...
Colline
Who knows what'll happen!
ask for money and I told her I can't
Baby girl, you not feeling my pain
Was a young nigga when I came in the game
Young nigga know that I'm doing this
you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl your ass is the fattest
I'm in love with a stripper
T-pain on da otha half
Got ten stacks a one's let
Ain't tryna have a good time, what you here for
Fight through the pain, what I'm built for
Kill 'em all dead, make em live more
Dress up as a cop, yes
a white T-Shirt
Breaker breaker 1-9 she's a big ol' flirt
By now she's got me pretty tied up
Tied down, any way I chose
I got nothin' to lose
Now I'm
GQ
I'm drinkin my pain away,
I'm drinkin my pain away,
I'm prayin it rains today,
No steppin outside today,
I feel like I'm chained today,
No setting
to the Himalayas
First I'd like to find a wife but I'll admit I've been a player
So I'm scared I'll never settle down and I won't find a mate
And by the time I'm not
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