Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flexin on My Baby Mama, artist - 2 Chainz. Album song Freebase, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.05.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 2 Chainz
Song language: English
Flexin on My Baby Mama |
I said I take care of my kids but I’m flexin' on my baby mama |
I’m like, «Damn, I shoulda wore a condom!» |
Boom, boom, boom |
My shoes sold out in one day |
Pull out the blueprint, bumpin' dat Gunplay |
In a Maybach, pockets stay fat |
So fly, I could parallel park on a fucking runway |
Going down a one way the wrong way, shoot barrel long range |
Swag like pro ball, gave her a ring, phone call |
Money talk, pole vault, walked in, drove off |
So comfortable at the dealership, I don’t take my robe off |
I wake up and I get to it, breakfast time I might sea food it |
Lunch time I might lamb chop it |
And you do is talk shit like you was eatin' booty |
Southside in my bloodstream, smokin' on that propane |
I could tell ya ass one thing, I like gettin' head wearing both chains |
All white with no stains, I been trappin' fore the Grammy nods |
I been countin' money so long I’mma need a damn hand massage |
So many cars, I can barely park |
So many cars, I need another damn garage |
I’m famous with my fam around, damn I wish I had my dad around |
Gave a nigga a Lamborghini, so that’s a motherfuckin' lamb-me-down |
Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer |
(Watch how I kill 'em) |
Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer |
(Watch how I kill 'em) |
I’m just flexin' on my baby mama |
(I'm just flexin') |
I’m just flexin' on my baby mama |
(I'm just flexin') |
Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer |
(Watch how I kill 'em) |
Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer |
(Watch how I kill 'em) |
I’m just flexin' on my baby mama |
(I'm just flexin') |
I’m just flexin' on my baby mama |
(I'm just flexin') |
Aye, European style my dresscode, gunshots in the club echo |
Walk around with a .36 with six shots in my .38 Special |
Black car, black Timbs, Bank of America back then |
She tryna tell me her life story and all I want is a lap dance |
Good times, smokin' J’s, rockin' J’s, I’m the rap Ernie Barnes |
If I paint a canvas it’d be melee, firearms |
Viacom, maricón, if she bad I invite her home |
Buying chains like I’m buyin' homes |
Rims taller than Kevin Hart, Ride Along |
Them rhinestones, you ain’t shinin', nigga |
I ain’t hidin' so you ain’t gotta find me, nigga |
All my clothes are designer, nigga |
And my back seat recliner nigga |
Came in rockin' all gold and I’m fuckin' all yall hoes |
Smokin' on that Lee Haney, sippin' on that hard-boiled |
This that get back — click clack, get back |
Smokin' on Raw paper, this ain’t zig zags |
Snakeskin wallpaper, rose gold chandelier |
I’m lookin' for a baby eater, can I get a volunteer? |
Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer |
(Watch how I kill 'em) |
Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer |
(Watch how I kill 'em) |
I’m just flexin' on my baby mama |
(I'm just flexin') |
I’m just flexin' on my baby mama |
(I'm just flexin') |
Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer |
(Watch how I kill 'em) |
Watch how I’mma kill em for the summer |
(Watch how I kill 'em) |
I’m just flexin' on my baby mama |
(I'm just flexin') |
I’m just flexin' on my baby mama |
(I'm just flexin') |
I said I take care of my kids but I’m flexin' on my baby mama |
I’m like «Damn, I shoulda wore a condom!» |
Boom, boom, boom |