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letra de funk flex freestyle - drake

[intro]
oh, yeah
you know?
yeah? young
i gotcha
look
i say:

[verse 1]
“young money to the young boy dying out”
you hear me crying out, you see me riding out
and if your man get da stunting, we’ll buy him out
’cause we’ll be living with these other rappers lying ’bout
drizzy drake, what? funk flex, uh
hot 97, i’m so far gone

[interlude]
yeah, i’m just getting started, here we go
look
uh

[verse 2]
feeling good, feeling great, how you know?
bet cha hear my name every single place that chu go
sipping on pink sh-t, but, nah, it ain’t new vote
slow the f down, but yo’ ass is on pluto
yeah, tell me what da do
i’ve belong to the youngest grammy-nominated crew
my city love me, but i got toronto haters too
let’s sit around and talk about what they’d have done if they were you
yeah, but know i ball without a spirit site
club owners give me reasons to appear at night
and just know that i be in the mirror, like:
“are you listening? i hope you hear it right”
yeah, i’m in the ask of doing donuts
i will k!ll the game and never send it my condolence
talk da never love a chick and only know the moments
new york city, i could tell the people want it

- drake

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