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letra de stance - flex (chicago)

n-ggas talking all that cap
blowing money at the mall running laps
anything ain’t clear n-gga ask
all money ain’t good ‘cause it’s fast
a good thing only good when it last
i went outside it was blood on the street
what make a n-gga think it’s love in the street

i’m outside with the guys
in my stance
before rap
before fans
if you throw a lot of dollars she’ll dance
i got a lot of money on me feeling handsome
you know i treat the beat just like a doormat i walk on it
if you pay attention to the jeep it’s a hawk on it
i woke up and had money for breakfast
she like me better when i talk to her reckless

ok then
i saw want on the way in
i just bought her balenci’s to play in
if you say we ain’t that what you say then
they ain’t on sh-t
i hung up on that —- she ain’t want sh-t
back in school they was taking your lunch money
every sunday give my b-tches brunch money
half of million ain’t really that much money
all of a sudden everybody so shiesty
imma put it in her life she a pisces
why n-ggas mad at the kid and they don’t like me
imma lay her on her back and eat it nicely
if you look in my closet n-gga everything pricey
i done found everything but a wifey
if she ain’t one hunit then she ain’t nothing like me
at all

bags in traffic
yeah
i put them bags in traffic
i’m a cash finatic
i like how she bummin
she bad and ratchet
yeah
bg ran up so much he forgot that he rap
glock a part of my fit i forgot i was strapped
he don’t know where she at
she was flat on my lap
you did all of that cap for a pat on the back

- flex chicago

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