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flow (ym) - bet dat lyrics

[verse 1: flow]

b-tches gon be d-ck suckers, n-ggas gon be d-ck riders
b-tches gon be d-ck hoppers, n-ggas gon be clique hoppers
rap game don’t work for me, i’m gon get my strip poppin
or f-ck around and be a pro skater, get sponsored by spit fire
flame gang my empire, 4 deep in that path finder
p-ss em off to yo girlfriend, f-ckin ’round with them vampires
yeah slime what’s really good, i could walk through any hood
heard you from that east side, but you can’t come through little woods
i was born and raised on b-ss street, that’s flow street if you ask me
had a red flag before the storm, been gang-banging just ask e
man my kush be too strong, chopper clip too long
fold you like a futon, eat you like a crouton
i’m bout to put my crew on, put that on my newborn
these n-ggas is amateurs, that’s why fee is my manager
i turn that beef to fudpuckers, young money you muh f-ckers
lil wayne my blood brother, bat game, blood suckers
pop another xanax, f-ck my memories
i forget a lot of sh-t, but i remember all my lyrics
yo girlfriend want that dope d-ck
now that b-tch a d-ck addict
and i got that b-tch pregnant, hope she have a miscarriage

[hook: slim boogie]

weed rolled, bet dat
lean poured, bet dat
keep a bad b-tch, bet dat
keep a big gat, bet dat
east side, bet dat
uptown, bet dat
young money, bet dat
cash money, bet dat

[verse 2: thugga]

i’m uptown with my gun c-cked
k!ll you b-tch -ss with one shot
yo partner reaching
thats a and1, not 2 for 1 with my jump shot
i pop bananas and sip snot
got yo b-tch with her lips locked on my big c-ck
with a big glock, in arm’s reach in case sh-t pop
you n-ggas p-ssy you hip-hop
pistol in the booth, that’s clip-hop
she came to me in them red bottoms
i sent her home in her flip flops
i’m a real n-gga, you just not
you perpetrating, you should just stop
you backdoored and tried to f-ck my ho
so i f-cked yo wife n-gga, flip flop
now what’s the difference between me and you
look at me and these shows n-gga
you cop a quarter that’s seven grams
i cop one that’s 4 os n-gga
4 fives and .44s n-gga
40 cal with extended clip
that yoppa thang, when the chopper bang
n-gga’s opera sang, that won’t flip the script
i’m smoking on some mary call it tyler moore
swisher sweet as tyler perry in (?)
in front of yo house with that heat c-cked
ak go through the sheetrock
thugga with the flamez
you could bet b-tch this that heat rock

[hook: slim boogie]

weed rolled, bet dat
lean poured, bet dat
keep a bad b-tch, bet dat
keep a big gat, bet dat
east side, bet dat
uptown, bet dat
young money, bet dat
cash money, bet dat

- flow ym lyrics

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