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prism - flexin' in church lyrics

[verse 1: breeze]

mother f-cker yeah you know its the breeze
mother f-ckers can’t f-ck with the team
yeah, yeah
prism gang man we back on the road
yeah, yeah
catch me flexin’, man i back on the crove
i was doing the dirty
i was flexin’ in church
i hit the reverend for the weapon, said its out in the he-rs-
call up hersh for them percs
rest in peace my boy perk
yeah i’m whipping, yeah i’m whipping
yeah i’m back on the curb
prism gang

[verse 2: jonny english]

and i’m flexing on these records
mother f-ckers get to steppin’
man y’all fake like 9-11
making sure you feel the presence after presence
this the present, man i got them feeling’ threatened
send em straight into depression
so you know they learned they lesson
and i got straight to the reverend
he the ones who keep them weapons

[verse 3: dev]

they gonna wait on my demise
shawty open up them thighs, yeah, yeah
prism gang we on the rise yeah
in the future, what a time to be alive, yeah
and they trippin’, when they say we a lie, yeah
ohhhh, got em flexing off them pies, yeah
i’m whipping work and then that b-tch gon’ have to cry, yeah
we go berserk and we don’t have to try, yeah
your sh-t a joke, they should call you richard pryor

- prism lyrics

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