Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fleek, artist - lin-ZDate of issue: 28.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fleek |
| Fleek, fleek, fleek, fleek |
| (Dance, dance, dance, dance) |
| Fleek |
| (Dance, dance, dance, dance) |
| Nigga got swag on fleek |
| Thumbin' through the money all week |
| Saw the cash then she got geeked, on fleek |
| Fleek, on fleek |
| Fleek, on fleek |
| Every single thing on fleek, bitch |
| Fleekwood Mac that’s me, bitch |
| Don’t be askin' where the trunk at |
| The engine right behind the seat, bitch |
| Just hopped off the G6, snake skin belt from Egypt |
| One hand on the Bible, ask my homie Jesus |
| Aye, walked in with swag and the dope |
| Spillin' champagne, where my manners go? |
| If you ain’t talkin' money I don’t answer phones |
| She brought a nigga good weed and some dome |
| And I’m stoned, pockets fat that’s Angie Stone |
| I stand alone, with a fleet like this I can’t belong |
| Eyebrows stay on fleek, bitch |
| Get 'em done twice a week, bitch |
| Get ya nigga out my DM |
| Pussy game stay on fleek, bitch |
| Chanel bag match my feet, bitch |
| I ain’t got time for broke hoes |
| Bitch you know those ain’t your clothes |
| YOLO ho you so-so |
| R-red bone, yellow bone |
| Real hair, hella long |
| Loud weed, megaphone |
| Nails on fleek, Giuseppe’s on |
| Bitches mad cause I’m on now |
| Panties matchin' my purses |
| Would fuck your nigga with your pussy |
| But he can’t pay for these verses |
| Designer jeans on me |
| Nigga tryna clone me |
| These bitches wanna bone me |
| Real shit, no bologna |
| Fleek |
| I paid a thousand dollars for these shades |
| You ain’t got these, fleek |
| Rich niggas in the room, have a motherfuckin' seat |
| Fast car, bad ho |
| Big bankroll, can’t even fold though |
| Clean as a whistle hoppin' out the four door |
| My bitch stay fleek, can’t even control yours |
| Up all night, I’m taking NoDoz |
| If I ain’t got none, I’m taking your ho |
| Two bitches at a time |
| Tell them hoes stay in line |
| And bring some more hoes, aye |