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letra de big flexer - pharoah lotto

[intro: the game]

yo what’s brackin’
it’s the m-th-f-ckin’ game
and this sh-t you bout to hear right now
this sh-t brazy
ain’t nothing else f-cking with it, trust me
pharoah, you already know what the vibes is
locked the f-ck in
you heard?
[chorus: pharoah lotto]
little b-tch i’m really him, big flexer
big bills, i’m a fan, a collector
they say i like hugh, call me hephner
came with, two b-tches, but i left one
tell a b-tch i’m really heem, big flexer
big bills, i’m a fan, a collector
ay, it’s a thrill
b-tch chill, call me hephner
came with two b-tches but i left one

[verse 1: pharoah lotto]
we could have a 1 night stand, this not a dresser
n-gga, go out like a lame ,ooh i could never
l.o.t.t.o them ppl know, it’s the finesser
you just couldn’t be more stupid, and i couldn’t be more clever
i’m up lookin at myself i’m in the mirror, how are you?
throwin money we stand on the hood, we count it there
werewolf, we starin at the moon, we howl too
she up trying to spoon, like i was some silverware
i tell her, “bop drop neck”, like a turtle or a crew
b-tch i’ll pop this bottle, make this sh-t go everywhere
the money holds its breath baby, all the faces blue
it’s just one of me, i guess these b-tches gotta share

[chorus: pharoah lotto]
little b-tch i’m really him, big flexer
big bills, i’m a fan, a collector
they say i like hugh, call me hephner
came with, two b-tches, but i left one
tell a b-tch i’m really heem, big flexer
big bills, i’m a fan, a collector
ay, it’s a thrill
b-tch chill, call me hephner
came with two b-tches but i left one

i just put it all in, my d-cks an investor
i’m at the atm, i ran it outta order
b-tch it’s a definite, don’t go for “kind of, sort of”
i just bought her christians
is she dripping holy water (uh)
she impressed, say less
they at my neck, like shoulder problems
b-tch i’m on they head
they left, but the woadey keeps on rhyming, huh
n-ggas in the front, we make you move, like frankie lymon
and these diamonds dancin on my lil’ b-tch, keep ginuwinenin’, huh
sit it on my d-ck, they watch that sh-t, that’s perfect timing, huh
when i reminisce about that brain, i get reminders, uh
we could pull up ignorant, in bentaygas with no mileage, huh
hop out in some sandals, my b-tch look like pocahontas

- pharoah lotto

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