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Flawsome
by Flawless
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We going on beat now
Oh yeah thats on tempo
Turn me up
I'm the king of the city
I'm about to take it there
Only steadfast in my circle
Fuck with no squares
Limousine Escalade that was 10th grade
You was on the field playing I was making fades
Nigga had to do what a nigga had to do
Can't tell me shit like nigga who are you
Moving work stashed in my Toyota in 2002
Shit changed, since I lost X nothing was the same
07 Then I had Qynn that's when life changed
Yeah let's fast forward
Stamps in my passport
Now my crib got 4 floors
Hallelujah to the Lord
5 Whips paid for
And my maid do the chores
Black and white bitch
When I'm in it call it a S'more
I want to be filthy rich
And spend it with my friends
You bitches can't tell me shit
That love is pretend
I want to be filthy rich
And spend it with my friends
You bitches can't tell me shit
That love is pretend
You be in her inbox
I be on her mind
You easy to touch
I be hard to find
On the low she want to fuck
If I hit she bussed a nut
If this rap game was dope
I would be the re up
I ain't going in if they don't let my shooters in
I grew up in South LA
Fuck the police hop the fence
Slide up on you in the broad day light no tight
Just for wearing the wrong colors
Your ass can get chipped
Going 90 on the 10, heading west to the hood again
Niggas bang the set
But they lying they aint never been
Flipmode Busta Rhymes
Nigga give me more
I'm like eenie, miny, moe
I catch these bitches by the toes
I want to be filthy rich
And spend it with my friends
You bitches can't tell me shit
That love is pretend
I want to be filthy rich
And spend it with my friends
You bitches can't tell me shit
That love is pretend
We going on beat now
Oh yeah thats on tempo
Turn me up
I'm the king of the city
I'm about to take it there
Only steadfast in my circle
Fuck with no squares
Limousine Escalade that was 10th grade
You was on the field playing I was making fades
Nigga had to do what a nigga had to do
Can't tell me shit like nigga who are you
Moving work stashed in my Toyota in 2002
Shit changed, since I lost X nothing was the same
07 Then I had Qynn that's when life changed
Yeah let's fast forward
Stamps in my passport
Now my crib got 4 floors
Hallelujah to the Lord
5 Whips paid for
And my maid do the chores
Black and white bitch
When I'm in it call it a S'more
I want to be filthy rich
And spend it with my friends
You bitches can't tell me shit
That love is pretend
I want to be filthy rich
And spend it with my friends
You bitches can't tell me shit
That love is pretend
You be in her inbox
I be on her mind
You easy to touch
I be hard to find
On the low she want to fuck
If I hit she bussed a nut
If this rap game was dope
I would be the re up
I ain't going in if they don't let my shooters in
I grew up in South LA
Fuck the police hop the fence
Slide up on you in the broad day light no tight
Just for wearing the wrong colors
Your ass can get chipped
Going 90 on the 10, heading west to the hood again
Niggas bang the set
But they lying they aint never been
Flipmode Busta Rhymes
Nigga give me more
I'm like eenie, miny, moe
I catch these bitches by the toes
I want to be filthy rich
And spend it with my friends
You bitches can't tell me shit
That love is pretend
I want to be filthy rich
And spend it with my friends
You bitches can't tell me shit
That love is pretend
