Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fly Boy , by - Lil' Flip. Release date: 18.12.2006
Song language: English
Fly Boy |
| Them treated diamonds playa, haha |
| I’m baaacckk |
| I’m a fly boy |
| I’m a I’m a fly boy |
| I’m a fly boy |
| I’m a I’m a fly boy |
| I’m a fly boy |
| I’m a I’m a fly boy |
| Save all the talkin' cause you blowin' my high boy (Aye, aye, aye) |
| You see my paint (you see my paint) |
| Nigga you see my whip (you see my whip) |
| On twenty-siiixxes, bitch you know it’s Flip |
| I got my stunna shades (I got my stunna shades) |
| I got my game tight (I got my game tight) |
| I fly G-5's, I don’t have to change flights (haha) |
| Oh yes, the chest got VVS (VVS) |
| So many drugs I can open up a CVS (come get it) |
| Gucci flip flops (Gucci flips flops) |
| Gucci tank top (Gucci tank top) |
| 'Fore my patna Screw I pour a lil' drank out (rest in peace) |
| Who flyer than me? |
| (you?) |
| Who higher than me? |
| (stop) |
| I’m gettin' head like Shawna ??? |
| I’m supplyin' the streets, it ain’t no denyin' a G (nope) |
| Look I’m the first one (wit what?), wit platinum on his teeth cause |
| When I pull up all them hoes be |
| Tryin' to leave the club |
| Will they smoke some bud wit us? |
| Good girls like thug niggas |
| Po' nigga, I dare any one of y’all to try me |
| Even when I take a shit that pistol right by me (which side?) |
| I’ll be, grindin' til they put my body in a tomb |
| Screens in my whip, bigger than the ones that’s in your living room (yeah) |
| Candy paint shined up, twenty cars lined up (ooohh-weeee) |
| And they all cost bra (how much?) triple your house dawg (haha) |
| Call me Flip or 'Flipperachi' call me anythin' but broke |
| All I need is V12 nigga I can cook coke (yeah) |
| I’m the number one fly boy you peepin' out my chain (bling!) |
| I’m at the strip club, makin' hundreds rain cause |
| Yo my Chevy ridin' high boy |
| Twelve hundred dollar shades on my eyes boy |
| Twelve thousand dollar blades on my ride boy |
| Four 18's got me soundin' like a quire boy, haha |
| I slow the car down and speed it up |
| Hey chump, I slowed your broad down and beat it up, haha |
| So don’t be playin' wit a G shawty |
| Cause I can make you disappear for a G shawty |
| They always talk about the kid in the street shawty |
| The kid got more beef than the meat market, let me park it |
| Cause I don’t trust valet wit my keys |
| Let’s make a bet for 50 large, who flyer than me? |
| nobody |