| La Fleur comin' from the ground, look at what we found
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| Now is not the time, nigga, I can’t fuck around, nah
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| Flowers in my crown, lettin' off every round
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| Now they wanna count favours when they used to count me out
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| Big bodies pullin' up, now they look me up
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| What you want from me?
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| Now you wanna talk to me, want everything and all of me
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| Demons in my head, they go red, yeah, they hauntin' me
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| Bitches in my bed, in my head, yeah, they hauntin' me, I know
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| Recognize
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| I been rollin' with the punches, Dana White
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| You in disguise, all your friends tellin' lies
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| It’s no surprise, go ahead and switch sides
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| I pick the dice up, and put my price up
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| When we out of town, bet they recognize us
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| My nigga cuckoo with them clippers, get you lined up
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| It’s petal garden, they don’t make nobody like us
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| I’m the big dippa
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| Cartier don’t got no time for no bitch nigga
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| Pain heavy on the brain, so I sip liquor
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| When I was broke, used to dream like a rich nigga
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| Ribs touchin' from the days I used to miss dinner
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| Ex beggin' for me back, but I don’t miss her
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| If she pop it on the pole, then I’m gon' tip her
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| Even when I took a L, I came out the winner
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| I got better while everybody just-
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| Oh nah, this pockets broke, got fixed (yes)
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| Cup so dirty, I could never pass a piss (test)
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| Bad redbone, I’m just tryna get a grips (yes)
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| Fenty on her lips, bumpin' Riri in the whip
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| I could get you anything you want for the right price
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| The weed help me go to sleep, fuck a night light
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| I’m the only bad boy they let up in Nice Guy
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| The moon, baby, I was born into the night life
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| I got everything to lose
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| Molly got me howlin' to the moon
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| Take a hit, I bet it change your mood
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| Never been the type to follow rules
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| If you love me, then you’ll take it to the tomb
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| Tool, grind, used to wake up with my account in the minus
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| Put that on my momma, that shit kept a nigga grindin'
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| Applyin' all pressure, make diamonds
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| I’m the big dipper
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| Cartier don’t got no time for no bitch nigga
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| Pain heavy on the brain, so I sip liquor
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| When I was broke, used to dream like a rich nigga
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| Ribs touchin' from the days I used to miss dinner
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| Ex beggin' for me back, but I don’t miss her
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| If she pop it on the pole, then I’m gon' tip her
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| Even when I took a L, I came out the winner
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| I got better while everybody just got bitter |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song • GODFLOWER, artist - Jazz Cartier. Album song Fleurever, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп