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This the type of flow that everybody gon' like
Baby girl wanna suck my dick with some ice
Calamari steak dinners for the women that I bite
She a five star baby I must be good with the mic
This the type of flow that everybody gon' like
Baby girl wanna suck my dick with some ice
Calamari steak dinners for the women that I bite
She a five star baby I must be good with the mic
Ooh, pulled up two-stepped on the beat, Lex Factor got me jumpin'
Vapormaxes on the feet
Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee
I hit her with the chow, you gonna f*ck on me
Got a bad bitch, yeah, I stole her from a nigga
Hoodville, whoopty 19' flows while I'm runnin' up the digits
She pulled up on the kid with a part in the middle
Damn, that ass is phat, can I give it a little jiggle
Oof, ooh-wee, bout to go dolamite
Yowdy boy rappin', bobbin' weave, thinkin he can fight
I hit her with a jab to knock her out for the night
Comin' out the dungeon, goin' 365
Niggas sneak dissin', so I let em reach for that
Overtime, three-pointer, got the suggs with the wet
It's crunch time, nigga, I don't break a sweat
They askin' for a bop, so bring the chorus back
This the type of flow that everybody gon' like
Baby girl wanna suck my dick with some ice
Calamari steak dinners for the women that I bite
She a five-star, baby, I must be good with the mic
This the type of flow that everybody gon' like
Baby girl wanna suck my dick with some ice
Calamari steak dinners for the women that I bite
She a five-star, baby, I must be good with the mic
Hooty who? Who's there? What you know
I don't know.
I got flavor? Yeah, you do
I got hoes? Where they at?
They French Vanillas
Oh Damn
With some sauce (Ooh wee)
Lookin' at a nigga like a boss (Yes he is)
Spot him, got him, got these niggas rappin' on the same flow
She want her kitty beat, so I'm peepin' out her angles
My lips do the touchin' while I'm cuffin' up her ankles
Hit the beatbox challenge with my girl, this is how it goes
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't stop to talk, and you don't like it when I walk through
Valentine's Day, chocolate diamonds, call it cold brew
Cotton candy, sweetie, go, let me see the tootsie roll
Shake the hourglass, drop the hips, make it touch the floor
Gotta chip with the dip, palm shake and clutch the dough
Tiger stripes on her, gotta tame it like exotic Joe
This the type of flow that everybody gon' like
Baby girl wanna suck my dick with some ices
Calamari steak dinners for the women that I bite
She a five star, baby, I must be good with the mic