iggy azalea - flexin finessin lyrics
flexin finessin
(feat. juicy j)
[chorus:]
flexin and finessin
flexin and finessin
ain’t got no time for stressing
i’m just flexin and finessing
[iggy azalea:]
okay now, big dollars i been gettin.
this my world boy i been sh-ttin
these bad b-tches? i’m friends with em
they bow down and let my friends h-t em
like got d-mn. this tight gold sh-t!
you ridin’ round in my old whip
me? trapgold 1st? black hood
he gotta double cup, and pour that good
i got racks to play, you on my tip.
you just window shop and don’t by sh-t!
i gotta pearl handle, don’t try sh-t.
and to these haters please stay up off my d-ck
i got cartiers on my eye lids. and these princesses on my wrist
how the f-ck could you say it ain’t fly b-tch!?
i’m so fresh to death i just died b-tch!
now clap clap for me. go ahead girl bring it back back for me
pull my cash out my let her lap dance for it
f-ck around and bust a band no black jack on it
call me iggy iigs i’m on trippy sh-t
i like whitneys hips. i like britneys t-ts
i want em both to strip i’m on pippin sh-t
and since i can’t pick… we’ll do a switchy switch, word
[chorus]
[juicy j:]
let’s go!
i was counting cash with the money machine
she giving me head then coming outta her jeans
smoke a pound today roll up a juicy j double cup full of promethazine..
seen the porsch i like bought the b-tch twice
i can do that sh-t for the rest of my life
seen the b-tch i like hit the b-tch twice
stay flexing hard mother f-ck a price
i get it flip it and sh-t it
poppin molly dig it back to business
ride the lamb doing twice the limit
got your b-tch screaming from start to finish
bank bands all on my cash,stripper b-tches gone shake they -ss
twenty years in the rap game, man i don’t have to make it last
that bullsh-t that you smoking never been in my cigar
what i’m smoking on you gotta keep in a jar
own it to the sh-t and n-gg- pop and have a bar
with two white kids menage-a-trois
rolling up, back to back
i need my medicine i got cataracts
one night with yo b-tch then you can have her back
me saving these hoes imagine that
[chorus x2:]
flexin’ & finessin, fle-flexin’ & finessin
ain’t got no time for stressin
i’m just flexin’ & finessin
flexin’ & finessin, flexin’ & finessin
and finessin, and finessin, and finessin
flexin and finessin, nessin-nessin-nessin
look look look flexin and finessin nessin nessin
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