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letra de too fly for me - jt the bigga figga

[verse 1]
you was a fly thang, beverly sky chain
when i rang, tattoo on your tummy, say daddy’s home, then i came
black boots, one of my thugged out crew
left a number on your windshield on your two-door coupe
well that was me, tryna holla, right side of the impala
with my partner luciano, tryna get you to follow
but you thought i was a scrub, spinning dubs on your smash car
see me on a different day, stopped and took your glasses off
who was that, why you asking your partner
while i’m posted on the block, steady stacking them dollars
see i remember her but she don’t remember me
played it off, exchange numbers so i can get a few g’s

[chorus]
you’re too fly for me
you try to get by on me
you acting like you’re tired of me
you’re too fly for me
you’re too fly for me
you try to get by on me
you acting like you’re tired of me
you’re too fly for me

[verse 2]
now y’all want me for s-x, cashing your checks
breaking your neck, tryna get me off of the set
tryna tip me with a s-xy switch and cute smile
get me to the house on your quarter and go wild
with the ice cold glasses of bubbly
kinda trouble me
what this girl want, the fettucini or the thug in me
i’m just a simple man, but i keep a game plan
got it from my main man telly, he gives em nathan
well, i know you hate the way i spit these flows
well, you the one that boosted all these clothes
well, you the one that kind of spoiled me
your game got rusty, but i’m the one that keep it all to me
before you met me, you was caught up in a relationship
never got no time from that sucka
that’s why you hate this sh-t
asking for a transfer so you’re driving down the mac block
felt the figga roll, fat glock with a flat top
burner gloves with the all black leather
or you can catch me in the morning rocking a fubu sweater
or you can catch me in the evening when the police leaving
had to take him on a high speed chase, i had him steamed
[chorus]
you’re too fly for me
you try to get by on me
you acting like you’re tired of me
you’re too fly for me
you’re too fly for me
you try to get by on me
you acting like you’re tired of me
you’re too fly for me

[verse 3]
no one knows, friends or foes
don’t make me go there, hopefully your attitude changed
because you ain’t fair, blackmail, service with a back tail
with a thousand free minutes and next year i’ll pay you for dope sales
can i resist her? this fine black sister
rather get my money right than smack it, don’t get it twisted
tryna catch me in the heat of the passion
tryna keep me in the ‘jects while i’m strivin’ for mansions
ghetto love for a thug in the city, it’s kinda kosher
baby boozer in the cars researching for young soldiers
well you can catch me in the filthy down on virgos milky
in a 6 double o with the hard top silky
now i’m in the game screaming money ain’t a thing
from a drop top stage with sp-ceship on rings
california is the place, san francisco is the city
and fedi can never buy you love, it ain’t pretty
[chorus]
you’re too fly for me
you try to get by on me
you acting like you’re tired of me
you’re too fly for me
you’re too fly for me
you try to get by on me
you acting like you’re tired of me
you’re too fly for me
you’re too fly for me
you try to get by on me
you acting like you’re tired of me
you’re too fly for me

- jt the bigga figga

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