| Yeah
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| Firzt on the track
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| Come fuck with me, I’m drippin' flavor (I'm drippin' sauce today)
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| I turned it up on all my haters (I turnt up all the way)
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| You know I’m all about the paper (I'm all about the cake)
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| And if you’re not I’ll see you later (Get up out the way)
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| I had to stay down for a minute, now I’m rocking gold like I’m African (Now I’m
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| rocking gold)
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| I’m always on the road with my savages (Always on the road)
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| Pourin' out my soul, I’m so passionate (Out my soul)
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| While you were splurging on them hoes, I was stackin' it (Oh yeah)
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| I do this thing when they met me, I swear to God, they be in love with lil' Baby
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| They all keep on jockin' my style, I got so much flavor it’s gettin' contagious
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| Fell off and went broke for a while, now I’m right back up and this shit is
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| amazing
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| You know I smoke that shit out the pound, you fuck around, think a young nigga
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| Jamaican
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| And we gon' go all out to get it, no, we never had it, the squad, we the realest
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| You spending your money on all of them bitches
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| You splurge on them hoes, I’ma stack it and flip it
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| Now I got 'em mad and they all in they feelings
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| I’m countin' up cash, I’m just laughing, they chillin'
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| Back in '94, knew I wanted a million, nigga
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| Come fuck with me, I’m drippin' flavor (I'm drippin' sauce today)
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| I turned it up on all my haters (I turnt up all the way)
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| You know I’m all about the paper (I'm all about the cake)
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| And if you’re not I’ll see you later (Get up out the way)
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| I had to stay down for a minute, now I’m rocking gold like I’m African (Now I’m
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| rocking gold)
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| I’m always on the road with my savages (Always on the road)
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| Pourin' out my soul, I’m so passionate (Out my soul)
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| While you were splurging on them hoes, I was stackin' it (Oh yeah)
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| I just flew out to Las Vegas to fuck up some change on a little vacation
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| I had to stay down for the squad, the ones that stay loyal when niggas was
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| hatin'
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| They heard that lil' Baby got robbed, well somebody gave them the wrong
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| information
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| You know they couldn’t finish the job, I lit his ass up, thought that boy was a
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| gangster
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| They must’ve forgot I went rockin', ran off on the plug, hit the mall and go
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| shopping
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| Keep runnin' from bitches, got so many options 'cause that what you get when
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| you finally poppin'
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| Everybody switchin' but I’m never stoppin'
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| Niggas act like bitches, I can feel them watchin'
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| Niggas just pretending that they got a problem, pussy
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| Come fuck with me, I’m drippin' flavor (I'm drippin' sauce today)
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| I turned it up on all my haters (I turnt up all the way)
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| You know I’m all about the paper (I'm all about the cake)
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| And if you’re not I’ll see you later (Get up out the way)
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| I had to stay down for a minute, now I’m rocking gold like I’m African (Now I’m
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| rocking gold)
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| I’m always on the road with my savages (Always on the road)
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| Pourin' out my soul, I’m so passionate (Out my soul)
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| While you were splurging on them hoes, I was stackin' it (Oh yeah) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Flavor , by - DaBaby. Song from the album Billion Dollar Baby, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп