Lyrics:
at me like a rapper
And I'm sure Dame figured
Like, man, if he do a whole album, if his raps is wack
At least we can throw Cam on every song and save
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Dripping to my feet
Like I took a dip inside the water
Like I took a dip inside the water
From the FLO
I ain't talking bout Miami Florida
I'm never goin' nowhere so don't try me
My music sticks in fans veins like an IV
Flows poison like Ivy, oh they grimy
Already offers on my 6th
a flannel hundreds on the flo and the car door panel diamonds dance like Hammer ride round wit that blammer Tre up in my Fanta
Talking country slang they
thousand dollas make the women sweep the flo' up! (Haaaa!)
I'm Gucci from my tow up! (Oh!)
The liquor got me to' up! (Oh!)
The club promoters give me ten
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
and watch the shows from the flo'
4.0, honor role
My music taking off, yeah, I'm on a roll
Side hoe is what you play in the show
I'm the main character watch
"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I
before, in my little snapshot album.
The night was dark and the hour was late,
She was kissing her boy by the garden gate,
Wouldn't she love to see page
argue when you stating facts
And let go of getting rich quick by quickly making stacks
And let go of my old habits, my favorite traps
Now that I'm
hoes (These hoes)
They know (They know)
Don't you expect nothin' from me, I be on my own (I'm on my own)
In the studio, in album mode, I'm in my zone
he still got flo'
Guess I gotta flo', just a little bit mo'
It's gonna be a Juvie nation, call this rejuvenation
It's too much of the fake out
Fuck ya'll beats I made my own slaps
I'm one of the nigga's that helped to put the town on the map
Bounce out, wit, sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
faking,
And now I’m taking vacations,
In other lands away from the mother land,
Fly first class on my flights,
Not for business but other plans.
You’ve got
where you'll find me for she brought me to you
Where I'm saying...
Flee fly flo flum
What is the reason? Why am I breathing? Where do I belong?
Where do
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
""now hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo Sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo Sha hit the dance flo
and I'm hoin', Ira Reiner
Can kiss my grits like Flo, on "Mel's Diner"
I'm meaner than a motherfucking hyena chasing antelope
Put my chrome to your dome,
in the house
Flossin' in the house
Flossin' in the house
Flo-flo-flo
Diamond chains don't mean a thing
You by my side is all I need
I'm flossy
Yeah
You don't tell me
You don't tell me
You don't tell me what I'm sposed to be
I'm not trapped by my thought
My conscience and my soul is free
You don't
It's fine by me
I’ll find some place somewhere where I can drink
(DAMN!)
All them girls is on the flo’
Love to see ya booty roll
In the club poppin
the line-up
First album, the EP was No I.D
Last album, the executive producer is me, I'm set free
Sayonara
So the crazy shit is right, like, when we was
Queen rolled up
Got hops like it go (Moo!)
AC shit got swang
I know you like the rang of it
Hands on the flo'
Now you shaking that thang to it
Girl, we gon' get up on the flo'
And break it down, you know
Those other boys ain't right
They out of sight, not your type
What's good, baby
I'm
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