Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flirt, artist - PRhyme. Album song PRhyme 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.03.2018
Record label: PRhyme
Song language: English
Flirt |
Yeah, you ever have a bad bitch try to kick it with you in your Twitter DMs? |
I have! |
Been a statistic and demonstrated against |
Wicked minds of the twisted bitches challenge the scrubs |
I had a bitch expose me on MediaTakeOut |
And after her 15 minutes of fame was up |
She hit my phone back apologizin', askin', «Can we still fuck?» |
Bitch, please, miss me, I’m paid as hell |
I got the game locked, arcade’s in jail |
I wish my uncle wouldn’t have died, he woulda loved to see this |
Find you a nigga who do molly with a buzz and beat it |
I’m 'bout to walk up in this restaurant, like the upper echelon |
Is you comin'? |
Is you not? |
Bitch, I’ll call you |
I find it hilarious when bad ass bitches try to get your attention |
Be lookin' like fish outta water, it be for no (no) reason |
A chick’ll drop a pencil and go, «Oh, (oh) Jesus» |
Just to bend down to get this shit to show (show) cleavage |
Haha, why can’t y’all just ask a nigga for his number like we do y’all |
I’ll tell you, women don’t know how to flirt |
And the ones who’s bad, they ain’t even gotta work |
That’s real shit, I see it all the time, anytime I shine |
I’m just acknowledging but I’m not tryna play y’all |
This is it (what?) Bad bitches, can’t flirt good for shit |
This is it (what?) They used to me comin' out the dick |
Real quick (what?) like this is it, what? |
This is it (what?) Woo! |
(what?) Woo! |
(what?) Woo! |
Women don’t know how to flirt (That's right) |
You know how I come in |
Talk to 'em Chainz! |
Okay, came up the street like a ladder, Aladdin |
I bust through the hole like McFadden on Madden |
A matter of fact, that’s a after effect |
If the crime don’t fit, then I’m takin' it back now |
Fuckin' on this bitch who wear eye contacts |
And I pulled a bitch off of eye contact |
And I had the racks since she had a nice rack |
Met her at Bergdorf, right by the nice racks |
She said, «Should I get a shirt to match with the hat? |
Or should I get the shoes that match with the slacks?» |
Yeah, said it’s for her man, ain’t gotta be, they comin' |
Had a lil' Uzi on me, DJ Drama |
Never trust a bitch, and yeah, I never will |
Okay, sometimes, if she got sex appeal |
I meant to say I like to have sex and take some pills |
I meant to say I like to relax and make a mill' |
I meant to say I like to relax and make a meal |
I mean, they both the same thing but I ain’t talkin' grill |
I ain’t talkin' dinner, I ain’t talkin' supper, this the bloodsucker |
Met the bitch at FuddRucker off Amityville |
She had a man on the real, he had his hand on the steel |
Fucked in the Camry still, I shoulda passed on the real |
What happened six without ass, I got more dimes than a pass |
And if I knew you’d do what’s crazy, I wouldn’t of let me smash |
I’ll tell you, women don’t know how to flirt |
And the ones who’s bad, they ain’t even gotta work |
That’s real shit, I see it all the time, anytime I shine |
I’m just acknowledging but I’m not tryna play y’all |
This is it (what?) Bad bitches, can’t flirt good for shit |
This is it (what?) They used to me comin' out the dick |
Real quick (what?) like this is it, what? |
This is it (what?) Woo! |
(what?) Woo! |
(what?) Woo! |
Women don’t know how to flirt (That's right) |
Yo Chainz, Royce! |
Remember PRhyme 1? |
Remember when I said: |
«Word? |
That’s how you feel up on this track? |
Let a bitch come and try to shit on that!» |
Yeah, and on that note, move on to the next one! |
Hahahahahahahahaha! |