[Chorus:]
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Flexin and Finessin
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Flexin and Finessin
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Ain't got no time for stressing
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I'm just flexin and finessing
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[Iggy Azalea:]
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Okay now, Big dollars I been gettin.
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This my world boy I been shittin
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These bad bitches? I'm friends with em
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They bow down and let my friends hit em
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Like got damn. this Tight Gold shit!
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You ridin' round in my old whip
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Me? Trapgold 1st? Black hood
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He gotta double cup, and pour that good
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I got racks to play, you on my tip.
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You just window shop and don't by shit!
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I gotta pearl handle, don't try shit.
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And to these haters please stay up off my dick
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I got cartiers on my eye lids. And these princesses on my wrist
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How the fuck could you say it ain't fly bitch!?
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I'm so fresh to death I just died bitch!
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Now clap clap for me. Go ahead girl bring it back back for me
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Pull my cash out my let her lap dance for it
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Fuck around and bust a band no black jack on it
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Call me iggy Iigs I'm on trippy shit
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I like whitneys hips. I like britneys tits
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I want em both to strip I'm on pippin shit
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And since I can't pick¡¦ We'll do a switchy switch, word
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[Chorus]
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[Juicy J:]
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Let¡¯s go!
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I was counting cash with the money machine
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She giving me head then coming outta her jeans
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Smoke a pound today roll up a Juicy J double cup full of Promethazine..
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Seen the Porsch I like bought the bitch twice
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I can do that shit for the rest of my life
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Seen the bitch I like hit the bitch twice
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Stay flexing hard mother fuck a price
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I get it flip it and shit it
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Poppin molly dig it back to business
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Ride the lamb doing twice the limit
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Got your bitch screaming from start to finish
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Bank bands all on my cash,stripper bitches gone shake they ass
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Twenty years in the rap game, man I don¡¯t have to make it last
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That bullshit that you smoking never been in my cigar
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What I'm smoking on you gotta keep in a jar
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Own it to the shit and nigga pop and have a bar
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With two white kids menage-a-trois
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Rolling up, back to back
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I need my medicine I got cataracts
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One night with yo bitch then you can have her back
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Me saving these hoes imagine that
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[Chorus x2:]
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Flexin¡¯ & Finessin, Fle-Flexin¡¯ & Finessin
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Ain¡¯t got no time for stressin
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I¡¯m just Flexin¡¯ & Finessin
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Flexin¡¯ & Finessin, Flexin¡¯ & Finessin
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And Finessin, and Finessin, and Finessin
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Flexin and Finessin, nessin-nessin-nessin
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Look look look flexin and finessin nessin nessin
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Flexin Finessin
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Iggy Azalea |