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letra de flim flam - father

[intro]
ayy, yeah, ayy
you know i love an r&b b-tch
yeah
put my old flames in a [?] look like daddy kane
got my own fame, b-tch, i don’t need your fame
put them hoes in a [?] look like [?]
i’m ’bout to cause a motherf-cking calamity, b-tch
i’m ’bout to—
okay, hahaha, okay
yeah, yeah, alright, alright, alright, alright
[verse]
i’ma make it hot in that b-tch like i’m nelly
game that i claim, f-ckin’ tatted ‘cross my belly
spread that cash, down my f-cking margielas
spread that ass like some motherf-cking jelly (yes)
b-tch, let me feel you, full of cum at the [telly?] (yes)
i’m just tryna put my f-cking tongue on her melons
you prefer a g-ngb-nger, i become a fеlon
[?] n-ggas car telling (car telling)
pockets full of burnеr phones, b-tch say it turn her on (turn her on)
n-ggas say they out here spinning blocks, we just went on one
i got that fire in my pocket, make that what i want
she say she’ll turn a n-gga d-ck to a dingaling
i’m ’bout to turn that marriott up into a summer jam
yeah, sound like a hunnid hands
hunnid band in my [?]
godd-mn on the ‘gram, with that flim flam
love to beat that, ’til it cream up
she say she wanna f-ck the homie, we gon’ team up (yeah)
i got a double cup n-gga doing lean ups (yeah)
i keep a fn five-seven in the jean tucked (yes sir)
ask about me, they gon’ say that he a mean f-ck
don’t introduce me to your friends, i’ll let the team touch
drinked up, linked up, a n-gga beamed up (beamed up)
slap her on the but and send her home with her pink stuffed (yes)

- father

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