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o.t. genasis - funk flex freestyle lyrics

[verse 1]
my mama said, “never go out after nine”
f-ck that time cause i had me a nine
watched a homie cook that zone in the kitchen
.357 with a nose like pippen
i always asked, “can i go to my granny house?”
it’s easier to sell ’em bags out the candy house
i never had time for my b-tch cause i’m gone
out with the homies so she think i’m doin’ wrong
she say, “be careful cause they might hit you up”
i’m lookin’ at this b-tch like i don’t give a f-ck
burner on my hip, yeah, the life of a thug
all my homies bang, i just wanna sell drugs
my homie locked up, puffin’ n-gga in the room
the way this sh-t goin’, sh-t, i might seem soon
rubber grip, hollow tip, .44 mag’
brains outta pocket, make ’em look like it’s red

[verse 2]
got so many hoes on my d-ck now
thirsty, yeah, i’m the sh-t now
plug said, “thirty for a brick now”
all the cash in my pocket can’t fit now
big chain, one ring, one watch
f-ck one, l1ck one, one watch
when it comes to pimpin’, i’m a veteran
ain’t the most attractive but i got h-lla bands
see me in the club, that n-gga
with at least two hoes, jack tripper
d-ck in her mouth, she gon’ swallow
she gon’ do anything for a baller
uh, now she losin’
all this bread got her best friend choosin’
been starin’ at me, no, they ain’t cool
but imma really f-ck her now cause they ain’t cool
dark -ss n-gga, i don’t give a f-ck
dog -ss n-gga, motherf-cker rough
go hard, no p-ss
and if you drive out here, you gettin’ no gas
they like me, they like me
i don’t love ’em, i’m just actin’, where’s spike lee?
moral of the story is i got hoes, in different area codes

- o t genasis lyrics

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