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kant glizzy - flair lyrics

[intro]
ah, funny ass n*gga man
little comedians
well i got jokes too…i do

[chorus]
funny ass n*gga quit all of ya’ talking
hoe ass n*gga quit all of ya’ talking
we get a drop on an opp and we stalk it
i’m gon’ hop out my lil’ partner gon’ park it
love me a n*gga who think sh*t sweet ‘cuz i got two parents and they pay a mortgage
maybe it should be but that’s how i’m living
spin me a n*gga i feel like i’m dizzy
i’m looking like wayne in ’09 with this drizzy, if you want smoke i suggest you come get it
this b*tch bad with a crazy phat ass but i had to drop the hoe ‘cuz she love getting tipsy
this suitcase got an arp when i go o.t. i’m sorry i can’t glizzy

[verse]
h*ll will freeze over ‘fore i ever ever ever evеr ever get chumpеd by anthony glizzy
i’m in the alx you can’t miss me
n*ggas go broke and get desperate to fix it
i get the work and make it disappear too quick i’m the streets young hottest magician
shorty was throwing me off she was dry off the percs had the nerve to ask me to l!ck it
throwing me off you hopped on live
said back in the day u spiked drinks with shy
old “put molly all in her champagne ass n*ggas”, y’all weird i can’t lie (huh)
bloodshot red, you see pain in my eyes
the look on his face say he sit when he pee
my face card go in every single trench and every single ‘burb in the dmv
fat lip camel mouth ass n*gga, don’t wanna come line ya up
this ain’t bdsm but i got some n*ggas out in richmond who’d love to come tie you up
feeling like chuck brown, b*tch wind me up plug said new guns in yea sign me up
looked at my rollie face bout ya hoe ass
and that pretty b*tch told me ya time is up
i’ll quit rapping if you catch my diamonds tucked
[chorus]
funny ass n*gga quit all of ya’ talking
hoe ass n*gga quit all of ya’ talking
we get a drop on an opp and we stalk it
i’m gon’ hop out my lil’ partner gon’ park it
love me a n*gga who think sh*t sweet ‘cuz i got two parents and they pay a mortgage
maybe it should be but this how i’m living
spin me a n*gga i feel like i’m dizzy
i’m looking like wayne in ’09 with this drizzy, if you want smoke i suggest you come get it
this b*tch bad with a crazy phat ass but i had to drop the hoe ‘cuz she love getting tipsy
this suitcase got an arp when i go o.t. i’m sorry i can’t glizzy

[outro]
this my first and last time saying this
keep va name out ya mouth
keep bigg flair name out ya mouth
and stop telling on n*ggas and yourself house n*gga just stay in the house

what, what, what, what!
what, what, what, what!

[post*outro] *ant glizzy’s voice*
“the f*ck? i know he spiked them bottles
on gq i spiked a couple bottles with him
i spiked one with him before
the lil’ jawnt uh, back in the day i ain’t gon’ say no names but i spiked a bottle with him before on my mother….”

- flair lyrics

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