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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Okay, now big dollars I bing in
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it¡¯s my world but I¡¯ve been shit,
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this bad bitches I¡¯m friend with em
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they ball down and I¡¯ma let friends seat em
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like God damn it¡¯s like oh shit
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you round and round my all whip
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me trap go first black hoodie,
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but in the double cup pour that good
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I got rex play you on my tip
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you just win a shot, and don¡¯t buy shit
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got a pearl hand and don¡¯t trush it
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and you haters please get up off my dick
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got cardy eights and my eye leaves
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these princess is on my wrist
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how the fuck could you say ain¡¯t fly bitch
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and so fresh to death ¡¯cause die bitch
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play play for me, go ahead girl bring it back back for me
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put a cash out might lip dance on a fuck around a bust have been no blanket..
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call me eighty eggs I¡¯m on tribute shit
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like Whitney¡¯s hips, or like Britney¡¯s tips
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I¡¯m on about this strip, I¡¯m on pimping shit
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as since I can¡¯t pick you¡¯re a switchie switch world
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Hook:
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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 flezxin and finessin nessin nessin
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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 here they come out again
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smoke a pound today well a..J, double cup for..
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seen the bush I like bout the bitch twice
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I can d this shit for the rest of my life
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seen the bitch I like beat the bitch twice
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they fucking hard mother fucking price
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I get it flippin 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 streaming from start to finish
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bang bands all over my cash, stripping bitches don¡¯t shake that ass
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twenty years in the rap game, man I don¡¯t have to make it last
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never that you smoke it never been in my cigar
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what else smoking all you gotta keep in that 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, that to that
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I need my medicine I got .. whenever you bitches you can have my back
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me saving these hoes imagine that
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2 x Hook:
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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 flezxin and finessin nessin nessin
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Flexin & Finessin
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Iggy Azalea |