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meek mill - flamers freestyle lyrics

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“flamers freestyle”

[meek millz:]
flamers haha drama i got em i got em beast
i sed you be where the lames be i be where it’s poppin at
money cars clothes and hoes yea i get alot of dhat
hataz talkin dirty bout the kid we ain’t buyin
40 oughta clean em up, soak em like a laundromat
b-tches throwin p-ssy trynna f-ck me, where the condom at?
see i’m zeemin trynna keep my s-m-n i ain’t down with dhat
lil b-tches crazy dey wanna have my baby cause bank account ben franklin out maybe
my president is black, my glock is two and i probly put a lock on a block near you
i sed my n-gg-z get the drop, dey gon drop air you i was neva scared of what
what chu heard fear who
i can see with clear view you f-ck boyz is p-ssy and i be on my chill but all u gotta do it push me
and my goonz be wishin for me get a n-gg- baried, i jus give the word and push yo sh-t back like paliminary
cemetary b-tch u worry f-ck you like the b-tch you married
n-gg- you ain’t heard i’m bout word like a dictionary sh-t chu spit is fictionary

[music fades]

i’m so trilla swingin through the jungle like gorilla bananna clip pealer
n-gg-z sleepin on you cause u softer den a pillow
ol p-ssy talkin reckless like a killer and uh the draws is for the b-tches
hallows for the snitches we dnt play with revolvers play with choppas with extenders
i’m a boss i tell the hoe to drop nd get the business



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