Flickin

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(Right, right, right)
 See, tell me what you flickin' like
 Tell, tell me what you flickin' like
 Live life like make believe
 Red tee top on, gangsta lean
 Fresh off tour where I'm makin' Gs
 This type shit that a gangsta dream
 Pray to the city, put faith in me
 Rebound, boxed out, make space for me
 Shit on point like Rafer be
 Charlie think, why think majorly?
 We major league, so pay per V
 I-E double you faithfully
 Prolly why your ho be chasin' me
 Like grenadine, I been a fiend
 For the M-I-C in NYC
 VIP with a PYT
 Just 19 but don't need ID
 'Cause she 33-24-33 (3, 3, 3)
 See, that's what we call a brick house
 We 'bout to blow like when she put my dick out
 Respect the game, don't call the broad
 Think about that, just call it off
 He's so ho but hardly cough, hardly cough
 Every time you sleep at night
 That's what I be livin' like
 Cartier is on my face
 Cadillac be whizzin' by-y-y-y-y
 Tell me I ain't flickin' like tha-a-at (Like that?)
 Like tha-a-at (Like that?)
 Bubbly overflow my glass
 Two hundred is on the dash
 No, it ain't my birthday
 But you see me spendin' caaaash
 Tell me I ain't flickin' like tha-a-at (Like that?)
 Like tha-a-at (Like that?)
 (Right, right, right)
 See, tell me what you flickin' like
 (Like, like, like)
 See, tell me what you flickin' like
 Pimp, ka-pimp, in my own fuckin' mind (Mind, mind, mind)
 All-black dance, 10D pants, shirty tho' thick
 No romance, skin like cocoa, bounce like pogo, toss like Romo
 Fly kids call my closet dojo
 Rich boy, but don't know Polow
 Donned in Polo, man on the horse is the logo, y'all hos know
 Say she don't, then she gets crazy, clownin', Bozo, leave solo
 Like them plastic cups, as we fuck, backseat Chuck blastin'
 That passion tha', as she suck, I might be crashin'
 Nah, I be steady on my whip game proper
 And fresher than Binaca, cuh
 Every time you sleep at night
 That? s what I be livin' like
 Cartier is on my face
 Cadillac be whizzin' by-y-y-y-y
 Tell me I ain't flickin' like tha-a-at (Like that?)
 Like tha-a-at (Like that?)
 Bubbly overflow my glass
 Two hundred is on the dash
 No, it ain't my birthday
 But you see me spendin' caaaash
 Tell me I ain't flickin' like tha-a-at (Like that?)
 Like tha-a-at (Like that?)
 Cartier be the frame on the eye
 Flick game proper, not a stain on the guy
 Wilhelmina M put a name in his ride
 And he still act like when he stayed off Clyde
 Whip like van in Fast and Furious
 Eastside crazy, High Park serious
 C-cup redbone, so bi-curious
 My life so damn luxurious (Why?)
 Hennessey and Hypno the pairing (Why?)
 Don't worry, be happy like McFerrin
 George Daniels' church suit, T.D. Jakes' church loot
 Dream like this pimp tight, I blow through and
 Every time you sleep at night
 That's what I be livin' like
 Cartier is on my face
 Cadillac be whizzin' by-y-y-y-y
 Tell me I ain't flickin? like tha-a-at (Like that?)
 Like tha-a-at (Like that?)
 Bubbly overflow my glass
 200 is on the dash
 No, it ain't my birthday
 But you see me spendin' caaaash
 Tell me I ain't flickin' like tha-a-at (Like that?)
 Like tha-a-at (Like that?)
 (Right, right, right)
 See, tell me what you flickin' like
 (Like, like, like)
 See, tell me what you flickin' like
 (Right, right, right)
 See, tell me what you flickin' like
 T-tell me what you flickin' like
 Tell me what you flickin' like
 

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Duration
04:05
Tempo
130 BPM

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