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Jeanne Mas

Jeanne Mas, born on 28 February 1958 in Alicante, Spain, is a French pop singer and actress. more »

Year:

2008

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Oooh oooh 
Flashin' *belches* 
Oooh 
I'm goin off that Boyd Dawg, through Purina Chow-Chow 

Pow-Pow, hot lead on a nigga head 
Chest out, never understood, grew up in the hood 
Never knew right from wrong 
Get to dumpin on a nigga for nothin for no reason 

Mannish little knucklehead, hardhead heathen 
Meanin, give a f*ck about life, I seen my momma 
Stab my daddy in the stomach with a knife 
When I was three years old, finally figured it out 

That's why a nigga sold coke, clientele and clout 
Without a motherfuckin doubt, take a nigga out 
For trying to go between my motherfuckin paper route 
Wet his ass up, that nigga see and go 

Fully automatic convertible I'm a wipeaway arsonist 
Fire extingusher, if you ain't spittin heat then motherfucker 
You betta damn sure be workin for me or else you're fucked 
Either that, I get your jaw wired up, pathological liar 

Dope game got me like this, fertify high 
Smokin more bomb than Cheech and Chong, I'm SAYIN 
Hit up Denny's restaurant and order a gang of food 
Run up out of that prejudiced f*ck-ass motherfucker 

Without even havin any n kind of intention on even payin 
Damn near flashin, that's what the f*ck I'm doin 
And I'm blastin up in this motherfucker 
I got my motherfuckin heater out and I'm sayin f*ck the world 

I'm pissin on everything, f*ck it, nigga I'm flashin 
I'm actin bad 
I got all kind of marbles on the motherfuckin table 
And I'm tellin a motherfucker you touch my shit and I'm flashin 

Understand my shit, the situation is way damn real 
Motherfucker I'm drunk off the shit 
And I'm breakin bottles on the pavement, I'm flashin 
Nigga I'm out there bad I'm poppin in the air for nothin 

Nigga for no apparent reason I'm DUH DUH DUH DUH check it out 
At this, got it fired up, choppers in the back of the truck 
About to light the nigga crib up 
Bang bang shoot em up claim fame 

Got a little to my name, slick as sugar cane 
Three in the mornin it's hard labor chasin paper 
Nigga twerkin, go to several Russian car 
Click-ers come esouped with VCR's 

Microwave ovens and credit cards 
Pullin all kind of heavy metal straps 
Beatin nijjas down with bumper jacks 
LIP's bitches overseas shoot crap 

Try to have more paper than a factory 
Motherfuckers gettin to showin out when the yard flexes 
Liable, blow a whole on a psycho 
Vital, lookin out for the rival tribal dead on arrival 

Psycho, it's all about survival 
Quarter ounce zippers is on 
Run up in his home white sock or bone 
With the chrome pist-al, pistol whip a nigga 

With a zap force, seen this hammer, Arm and Hammer 
Baking soda, listening to the scanner, scared man 
Can't win, especially when a nigga packin 
Fetti stackin, mashin, flashin 

I'm flashin, the Elroy's pulled me over 
And put the flashlight to my window and told me I was speedin 
And I got to, fa-lashin on they ass 
I got to actin like a demon the motherfuckers told me 

The other day I go to turn off my P-G-and-E 
Nigga and I got to actin bad and I got to flashin 
On a motherfucker, motherfucker come out there 
Talkin crazy to me lookin at me crazy up in the motherfuckin sto' 

And I said, "Bitch I'm F-ah-lashin!" 
Don't let me get to flashin on yo' ass nigga 
Motherfucker up in the club, and a motherfucker step on my shoe 
And I got to fa-lashin! 

It's all bad, motherfucker used to be comrade 
Used to f*ck the same hoes, wear Jeff clothes 
Closer than a bugger to a nose, choosin vogues 
Slammin Cadillac do's together, cookin crack 

Gettin eighteens if it's back, overkill 
Put the whammy on the whoop, be on the lookout 
For the state troop, might shoot, durin the drug deal 
Flippin at the mouth 

Voluntarily raps your motherfuckin folkers out 
Tight about since Little League, Boy Scouts 
Paper route dropped a diamond get some day skunk 
I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, booty like a old hag 

She gonna get hella stanky if youse get teared up 
But us niggas don't bring me back 
My motherfuckin duffle bag.. I squinges off the hinges 
Lean ballin, alcohol and weed 

A thousand dollars worth of chump change, chicken feed 
A criminal record a full of dirty deeds 
Givin niggaz black eyes and bloody lips 
Cauliflower ears and extra clips 

Gun clappin music slappin party crashin 
Brash and motherfucker flashin 
The holiday just came on the first second and third of the month 
Made my check late and I got to, flashin on motherfuckers 

Next door neighbor hollerin that shit about my beat too loud 
I walked up the motherfuckin steps and I got ta 
Tellin that bitch I'm F-ah-LASHIN 
Send a rookie to the store to bring me back some Rossi Ron 

He brought me back Chablais, and I get to FLASHIN 
On that bitch ass motherfucker, silly nigga 
You know what I'm saying? A motherfucker up in this motherfucker FLASHIN 
Get to testin my testicles nigga and I'ma FLASH on yo' ass 

Bad word get back to me and I'm flashin 
Lost all my money up in the dice game and I FLASH 
Didn't let me up in Club Cafe at challantes and got to FLASHIN 
Dopefiend ran off with a hundred count of my teeth 

And I'm FLASHED 
Big Willie cashed my hawkin money water so I took it to Scottie's 
To keep myself from flashin 
Bought $250 worth of liquor and they tried to charge me 

For some ice and I FLASHED 
Got jumped outside a house party fools left me for dead 
When I got home I seen them motherfuckers 
And they ass was in the red, I got to FLASHIN 

I tell ya, bitch these niggaz I tell ya 
Shit I tell ya, SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT BITCH, shit

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