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• Artiste: Yatta
• Titre: Mr Flex Men
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Call me Mr. Flex Man, Mr. Check Man You'll be D-A-S, man, walking dead man I'm a walking lick, man, don't dare lick, man Yo gon' leash a fix, man, that shit tickin' What me and my bitch in, Christian Louboutins Ho this a coupe tan, you can't swoop in Yes I am a rude man, bitch, excuse me I hit Saks Fifth and I blew ten I can't be your boo, bitch, I want blue strips I'ma be awful loose here, you should lose him That boy chain is fool's gold, who fufu man? Walk 'round town with these hoes, and you hoes be movin' You walk like the dopeman, talk like the dopeman He look like the dopeman, bitch, I'm the dopeman 2K for a show, man, bitch, watch me go in We can't bring them poles in, then we don't go in Them boys on the low and be pistol totin' Them boys up on your end be dick holding I ain't with that romance, bitch, we can't hold hands Bitch, she gon' bring that load in, I still won't stroke down Walkin' like an old man, I poured a four in Call me Mr. Flex Man, Mr. Check Man You'll be D-A-S, man, walking dead man I'm a walking lick, man, don't dare lick, man Yo gon' leash a fix, man, that shit tickin' What me and my bitch in, Christian Louboutins Ho this a coupe tan, you can't swoop in Yes I am a rude man, bitch, excuse me I hit Saks Fifth and I blew ten