so I can floss my shit Pull a hoe in this bitch, pop some Mo' in this bitch Pull my whip up to the front, so I can floss my shit [Crazy] Spin a bend
it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang Come on, y'all wanna floss wit' us 'Cause
, how ta get down foe my thang get me a coffin, bangin my soul'z, gonna get-cha flossed' and out with a bang Welcome to Tha Land, where all my chemicalz
the khaki suits and the high tec boots Oops, I'm comin' wid troops, fools Be ready ta shoot collectin' my loot Blazin' and burnin' my grain This year
'? Yeah, I'm all about my paper stackin'/ I'm a floss on the scene when I feel like flashin'/ Check the record, I went way past platinum/ My occupation
To get caught up in wrappers and blunts I'm not that nigga That's believin' that you bitches is thugs I'm not that nigga To floss, baggin' up what my shit
tell she comprehend 'cause she keyin' on my Benz While I'm sleepin', she be creepin' on me sneakin' in my pockets Lookin' for numbers in my phone and condoms in my
. Yellow yellow yellow on my shit. Match with my yellow watch, girls on my dick. People don't understand how I floss like this. People like is that a
lap dance Ass so fat I need a lap dance [Tyga - Verse 1] Shit straight killer, Max Payne, Travis Porter, make it rain Young Money gang, put you on the team All my
neckless And my truck on 26's driving reckless Got a pound yep and on my way to Texas Yep I'm on there throwing up my set shit Spinnas with the color
, yeah I need a ho in my life to blow on my dice So we can make our points twice and skate outta town I need that glow in my ice, E-Class Ladies screamin
it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang When you hit the bricks, new whips Money ain't a thang Come on, y'all wanna floss wit us 'Cause all
words I drew Rap shit'll drive you crazy, it done drove Shine's you Yeaugh mazel tov, now I'm hotter than a Molotov Tell Lyor I need a million for my
a dress That's candy floss and I ain't here to impress Sex no text, root it then boot it, shag that back Fuck all the kissing and cuddling Why don't you grab my
cop Spot us some hos, tooted my horn at the bitch ??? ever skaty, my team ya's the shit Fifteen's humpin, dropped the top, she moaned countin my dough
-ass Circle full of gees Rollin treys and fo's and El Caminos on D's ( ? ) with the ( ? ) amps Bendin the corner as I floss all my Zeniths slide across Lookin for my
make you fall in love [in the background of the hook] Hey lady, hey lady I don't think you really wanna be my girl (be my girl, be my girl, be my girl
my kisses, get pist and throw my dishes, yall niggas know jus who this is, woo woo, and the head so vicious. with me, this shit gon cost, you short
