Cuttin'...
Flyy Guy Jai
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Yeah.... Look Shame on y'all, ya really disappointing me Let you niggas do ya thing, now to reappoint me Delaware General, you pedophile And I been on dat grown shit For like, its been a while Spin around, still real, just a lot smarter A lot flyyer, higher, while you ride charter Seen Gander, never made it to da Bob Barkers Guccis like I do me, be out by da mornin Pay Attention, dis is real shit Like a walk to da Shell from Turf, so you can feel hits This is loud we be smokin Don't allow any chokin We get on, but WeAround and we focus Goonies itchin for targets so don't approach us Make yaself known But don't be actin like ya know us If ya talkin bout money, got'da show us Cheese da only boat dat float us, yup Unh, if it ain't about a dolla, holla, bitch move Ain't got da time mane, I gotta get a grip soon And I ain't kiddin, I need mittens in my pockets Dreams of makin a killin til a billion da profit, so I can Stay flyy... Cuttin like a pornstar Big house, pretty spouse, and a foreign car Remain da realest Same circle dat was ridin, Stayin in it Be da ones wit me, Shinin when I get it Everywhere I go my name known, remain grown Smooth and humble, but trust me, I could insane go Go insane, I may instantly swap roles quickly Off da wall like a nigga swallowed da whole micky Blows wit me, could you hold em, could you throw em You willing to receive payment, I'm throwin em like I owe em Told em what I would do, now y'all can watch while I show They ain't wit it, to da wolves where I throw em... Plasma screens decorate da walls, change da channel See me HD, live and direct like I found you If you ain't bout no paper, I'm probably not around you Breeze pass, forget ya ass where I found you How they figure they real as him Niggas barely fittin in I fit in and play da cut, cool wit bucks and dividends Receptionist send em in, Flyy Guy count em up Middle of the diamond, need a mound of bucks Tell em round em up Unh, if it ain't about a dolla, holla, bitch move Ain't got da time mane, I gotta get a grip soon And I ain't kiddin, I need mittens in my pockets Dreams of makin a killin til a billion da profit, so I can Stay flyy... Cuttin like a pornstar Big house, pretty spouse, and a foreign car Remain da realest Same circle dat was ridin, Stayin in it Be da ones wit me, Shinin when I get it
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