| Prada on my shoes, lil' bitch that’s a light flex
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| I ain’t worried bout these rappers in the slightest
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| Flooded out the chain, Cuban link on my neck
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| Yeah, I’m froze up, yuh, yuh, ayy
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| Lil' boy get some BAPE, start pretending that they me
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| Tesla Model 3 but we smoking gasoline, uh
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| I’m gon' get these racks and I’m gon' split them with the team
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| Yeah, you know us, yuh, yuh, yeah
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| We just hit the room and now she gettin' undressed
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| Gunnin' for the money, man, I think I’m obsessed
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| I’m gon' hit the 'Wood until it ain’t none left
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| We gon' roll up, roll up, lil' bitch
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| Prada on my shoes, lil' bitch that’s a light flex
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| I ain’t worried bout these rappers in the slightest
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| Flooded out the chain, Cuban link on my neck
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| Yeah, I’m froze up, yuh, yuh, ayy
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| Yeah, it’s lights out, bring the rides out
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| Smokin' big doinks, yeah, its nice out
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| Shawty fly out to my hide out
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| Baby girl, you know I need it right now
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| Layin' low and smokin' with my girl
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| Oliver gon' take over the world
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| I did this for my family and my friends
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| In my city, prolly thumbin' through my bands, yuh
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| Ay, shawty said she love, love, love me, yuh
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| Diamonds lookin' lovely, lovely yuh, ayy
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| Pull up in the Humvee-Humvee yuh
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| We’ve been smokin' something dumb, dumb, dummy, yuh
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| White Zinfandel on my wrist, yeah
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| Champagne diamonds 'cause I’m rich, yeah
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| I could never call my girl a bitch, nah
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| 'Cause she held me down when nobody else did, yeah
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| Prada on my shoes, lil' bitch that’s a light flex
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| I ain’t worried bout these rappers in the slightest
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| Flooded out the chain, Cuban link on my neck
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| Yeah, I’m froze up, yuh, yuh, ayy
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| Lil' boy get some BAPE, start pretending that they me
|
| Tesla Model 3 but we smoking gasoline, uh
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| I’m gon' get these racks and I’m gon' split them with the team
|
| Yeah, you know us, yuh, yuh, yeah
|
| We just hit the room and now she gettin' undressed
|
| Gunnin' for the money, man, I think I’m obsessed
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| I’m gon' hit the 'Wood until it ain’t none left
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| We gon' roll up, roll up, lil' bitch
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| Prada on my shoes, lil' bitch that’s a light flex
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| I ain’t worried bout these rappers in the slightest
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| Flooded out the chain, Cuban link on my neck
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| Yeah, I’m froze up, yuh, yuh, ayy
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| Yeah, you know I had to share the wealth
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| Made all of this money, I can’t spend it on myself, nah
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| Top floor and we sippin' top shelf
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| Presidential suite, rockstar studded belts, yuh
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| Lyin' next to me I can feel you breathin'
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| Rollin' in the sheets girl I must be dreamin'
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| Having you all alone in my room
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| Baby, we do anything you want to, yuh
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| Prada on my shoes, lil' bitch that’s a light flex
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| I ain’t worried bout these rappers in the slightest
|
| Flooded out the chain, Cuban link on my neck
|
| Yeah, I’m froze up, yuh, yuh, ayy
|
| Lil' boy get some BAPE, start pretending that they me
|
| Tesla Model 3 but we smoking gasoline, uh
|
| I’m gon' get these racks and I’m gon' split them with the team
|
| Yeah, you know us, yuh, yuh, yeah
|
| We just hit the room and now she gettin' undressed
|
| Gunnin' for the money, man, I think I’m obsessed
|
| I’m gon' hit the 'Wood until it ain’t none left
|
| We gon' roll up, roll up, lil' bitch
|
| Prada on my shoes, lil' bitch that’s a light flex
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| I ain’t worried bout these rappers in the slightest
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| Flooded out the chain, Cuban link on my neck
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| Yeah, I’m froze up, yuh, yuh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song LIGHT FLEX , by - Oliver Francis. Song from the album CROWN OF DEATH, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп