Fly boy

Lil Flip

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    "Fly Boy"

    [Lil' Flip:]
    Hey pimpin' (hey pimpin')
    Them diamonds you wearin' (which ones?)
    Them yellow diamonds (oh these?)
    They ain't real yellow diamonds homie (how you know?)
    Them treated diamonds playa, haha
    I'm baaacckk

    [Hook:]
    I'm a fly boy
    I'm a I'm a fly boy
    I'm a fly boy
    I'm a I'm a fly boy
    I'm a fly boy
    I'm a I'm a fly boy
    Save all the talkin' cause you blowin' my high boy (Aye, aye, aye)

    [Verse 1:]
    You see my paint (you see my paint)
    Nigga you see my whip (you see my whip)
    On twenty-siiixxes, bitch you know it's Flip
    I got my stunna shades (I got my stunna shades)
    I got my game tight (I got my game tight)
    I fly G-5's, I don't have to change flights (haha)
    Oh yes, the chest got VVS (VVS)
    So many drugs I can open up a CVS (come get it)
    Gucci flip flops (Gucci flips flops)
    Gucci tank top (Gucci tank top)
    'Fore my patna Screw I pour a lil' drank out (rest in peace)
    Who flyer than me? (you?)
    Who higher than me? (stop)
    I'm gettin' head like Shawna ???
    I'm supplyin' the streets, it ain't no denyin' a G (nope)
    Look I'm the first one (wit what?), wit platinum on his teeth cause

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    [Hook x2]
    I'm a fly boy
    I'm a I'm a fly boy
    I'm a fly boy
    I'm a I'm a fly boy
    I'm a fly boy
    I'm a I'm a fly boy
    Save all the talkin' cause you blowin' my high boy (Aye, aye, aye)

    [Verse 2:]
    When I pull up all them hoes be
    Tryin' to leave the club
    Will they smoke some bud wit us?
    Good girls like thug niggas
    Po' nigga, I dare any one of y'all to try me
    Even when I take a shit that pistol right by me (which side?)
    I'll be, grindin' til they put my body in a tomb
    Screens in my whip, bigger than the ones that's in your living room (yeah)
    Candy paint shined up, twenty cars lined up (ooohh-weeee)
    And they all cost bra (how much?) triple your house dawg (haha)
    Call me Flip or 'Flipperachi' call me anythin' but broke
    All I need is V12 nigga I can cook coke (yeah)
    I'm the number one fly boy you peepin' out my chain (bling!)
    I'm at the strip club, makin' hundreds rain cause

    [Hook x2]
    I'm a fly boy
    I'm a I'm a fly boy
    I'm a fly boy
    I'm a I'm a fly boy
    I'm a fly boy
    I'm a I'm a fly boy
    Save all the talkin' cause you blowin' my high boy (Aye, aye, aye)

    [Verse 3:]
    Yo my Chevy ridin' high boy
    Twelve hundred dollar shades on my eyes boy
    Twelve thousand dollar blades on my ride boy
    Four 18's got me soundin' like a quire boy, haha
    I slow the car down and speed it up
    Hey chump, I slowed your broad down and beat it up, haha
    So don't be playin' wit a G shawty
    Cause I can make you disappear for a G shawty
    They always talk about the kid in the street shawty
    The kid got more beef than the meat market, let me park it
    Cause I don't trust valet wit my keys
    Let's make a bet for 50 large, who flyer than me? nobody

    [Hook]
    I'm a fly boy
    I'm a I'm a fly boy
    I'm a fly boy
    I'm a I'm a fly boy
    I'm a fly boy
    I'm a I'm a fly boy
    Save all the talkin' cause you blowin' my high boy (Aye, aye, aye)

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    Composición: Flip y Preston Flowers

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