Lirik Lagu Flexin & Finessin (Feat. Juicy J) - Iggy Azalea
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Flexin and FinessinFlexin and FinessinAin't got no time for stressingIm just flexin and finessing
Okay now, Big dollars I been gettin. This my world boy I been shittinThese bad bitches? im friends with emThey bow down and let my friends hit emLike got damn. this Tight Gold shit! you ridin' round in my old whipMe? Trapgold 1st? Black hoodHe gotta double cup, and pour that goodI got racks to play, you on my tip. You just window shop and don't by shit!I gotta Pearl Handle, don't try shit and to these haters please stay up off my dickI got Cartiers on my eyelids. And these Princesses on my wristHow the fuck could you say it ain't fly bitch!?Im so fresh to death I just died bitch!Now clap clap for me. Go ahead girl bring it back back for mePull my cash out my let her lap dance for itFuck around and bust a band no black jack on itCall me iggy Iigs I'm on trippy shitI like whitneys hips. I like britneys titsI want em both to strip im on pippin shitAnd since I can't pick… We'll do a switchy switch, word
Let’s go!I was counting cash with the money machineShe giving me head then coming outta her jeansSmoke a pound today roll up a Juicy J double cup full of Promethazine..Seen the Porsch I like bought the bitch twiceI can do that shit for the rest of my lifeSeen the bitch I like hit the bitch twiceStay flexing hard mother fuck a priceI get it flip it and shit itPoppin molly dig it back to businessRide the lamb doing twice the limitGot your bitch screaming from start to finishBank bands all on my cash,stripper bitches gone shake they assTwenty years in the rap game, man I don’t have to make it lastThat bullshit that you smoking never been in my cigarWhat im smoking on you gotta keep in a jarOwn it to the shit and nigga pop and have a barWith two white chicks menage-a-troisRolling up, back to backI need my medicine I got cataractsOne night with yo bitch then you can have her backMe saving these hoes imagine that
Flexin’ & Finessin, Fle-Flexin’ & FinessinAin’t got no time for stressinI’m just Flexin’ & FinessinFlexin’ & Finessin, Flexin’ & FinessinAnd Finessin, and Finessin, and FinessinFlexin and Finessin, nessin-nessin-nessinLook look look flexin and finessin nessin nessin
Okay now, Big dollars I been gettin. This my world boy I been shittinThese bad bitches? im friends with emThey bow down and let my friends hit emLike got damn. this Tight Gold shit! you ridin' round in my old whipMe? Trapgold 1st? Black hoodHe gotta double cup, and pour that goodI got racks to play, you on my tip. You just window shop and don't by shit!I gotta Pearl Handle, don't try shit and to these haters please stay up off my dickI got Cartiers on my eyelids. And these Princesses on my wristHow the fuck could you say it ain't fly bitch!?Im so fresh to death I just died bitch!Now clap clap for me. Go ahead girl bring it back back for mePull my cash out my let her lap dance for itFuck around and bust a band no black jack on itCall me iggy Iigs I'm on trippy shitI like whitneys hips. I like britneys titsI want em both to strip im on pippin shitAnd since I can't pick… We'll do a switchy switch, word
Let’s go!I was counting cash with the money machineShe giving me head then coming outta her jeansSmoke a pound today roll up a Juicy J double cup full of Promethazine..Seen the Porsch I like bought the bitch twiceI can do that shit for the rest of my lifeSeen the bitch I like hit the bitch twiceStay flexing hard mother fuck a priceI get it flip it and shit itPoppin molly dig it back to businessRide the lamb doing twice the limitGot your bitch screaming from start to finishBank bands all on my cash,stripper bitches gone shake they assTwenty years in the rap game, man I don’t have to make it lastThat bullshit that you smoking never been in my cigarWhat im smoking on you gotta keep in a jarOwn it to the shit and nigga pop and have a barWith two white chicks menage-a-troisRolling up, back to backI need my medicine I got cataractsOne night with yo bitch then you can have her backMe saving these hoes imagine that
Flexin’ & Finessin, Fle-Flexin’ & FinessinAin’t got no time for stressinI’m just Flexin’ & FinessinFlexin’ & Finessin, Flexin’ & FinessinAnd Finessin, and Finessin, and FinessinFlexin and Finessin, nessin-nessin-nessinLook look look flexin and finessin nessin nessin
