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[intro] |
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acetheface |
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[verse 1: fenix flexin] |
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i fell in love with the money, fell in love with the drugs |
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i fell in love with the drank, guess im stuck in the mud |
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she a freak and she know it, that bitch stuck in the club |
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if this rap dont work, im running off on the plug |
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i cant see you pussy niggas through these cartis, ayy |
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we done brought the pistols in the party |
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we done brought the choppers like a harley |
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i been eating steak and calamari |
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i been with these hoes in these hotels |
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weighin up some molly on a dope scale |
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we dont pour no fours, we need the whole seal |
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i dont trust these bitches cause they gon tell |
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tell my nigga frankie bring the blues in |
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she gon pop a thirty, bring the mood in |
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i aint trippin bout no niggas, i be coolin |
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glock on my hip, leave the toughest nigga droolin |
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[chorus: fenix flexin] |
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i fell in love with the drugs |
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i fell in love with the plug |
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i fell in love with the mud |
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[verse 2: fenix flexin] |
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i put a bitch in some fendi, make a bag for me |
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she aint got a thing except some head for me |
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i dont fuck with other niggas less its bread for me |
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play with us, we gon give your ass a dead homie |
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i take her home, beat her down, make her spread for me |
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and she supposed to be your bitch, nigga |
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i dont diss niggas, im a rich nigga |
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but you the type to go and cry about a bitch, nigga |
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go ahead and touch me, thats a bad move |
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well go and shoot your partner out his tattoos |
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spent eight bands on the fit like its regular |
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the only thing i got is money on my schedule |
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ima turn a broke bitch to a rich bitch |
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ima turn a college girl to a freak ho |
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i get money even when im in my sleep, nigga |
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cross that line, ima shoot it like a free throw |
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[chorus: fenix flexin] |
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i fell in love with the drugs |
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i fell in love with the plug |
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i fell in love with the mud |