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reese laflare - no stylist lyrics

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[intro]
one rack, two rack, three rack, five rack, ten rack
flare

[chorus]
lil’ b-tch, i’m stylish, don’t need no stylist (hey!)
shoot like kyrie, my diamonds icy (they icy)
my main b-tch, she pricey (woah)
side b-tch, feisty (feisty)
lil’ b-tch, i’m stylish, don’t need no stylist
rock and roll it
laflare, i’m fully loaded
she motorbikin’, but mama came and rode me
i been a soldier
camouflage, magnolia
them big rack is on me
god d-mn, can’t even fold them

[verse 1]
i’m feelin’ saucy, dressin’ on me, thousand dollars (yeah)
i’m feelin’ bossy, my b-tch could lease two thousand (my b-tch bad)
the fits on, it cost me at least a couple thousand (a big racks)
my n-ggas that came up, they used to run in houses
that real talk, no cap, a young n-gga got it (nope)
i real talk, no cap, i keep the fire beside me (that thirty on me)
and f-ck what they say, they better call simon
diamond t–th be shinin’, my hair on frankie lymon

[chorus]
lil’ b-tch, i’m stylish, don’t need no stylist (hey!)
shoot like kyrie, my diamonds icy (they icy)
my main b-tch, she pricey (woah)
side b-tch, feisty (feisty)
lil’ b-tch, i’m stylish, don’t need no stylist
rock and roll it
laflare, i’m fully loaded
she motorbikin’, but mama came and rode me
i been a soldier
camouflage, magnolia
them big rack is on me
god d-mn, can’t even fold them

[verse 2]
do the gosha with the gucci, watch me mix and match, yeah
money phone to my ears, sorry, hov, i’m ratchet
balenciaga trousers with the slippers, keep it cl-ssy
the drip is so priced that she can’t afford to match me
i real talk, y’all cap, y’all n-ggas ain’t exclusive (y’all care)
i real talk, y’all cap, i wear that work you moving (ya lame, n-gga)
and watch me make a move
rockin’ gems and all the rubies (ice!)
skateboard like i’m skooly
watch the streets salute me

[chorus]
lil’ b-tch, i’m stylish, don’t need no stylist (hey!)
shoot like kyrie, my diamonds icy (they icy)
my main b-tch, she pricey (woah)
side b-tch, feisty (feisty)
lil’ b-tch, i’m stylish, don’t need no stylist
rock and roll it
laflare, i’m fully loaded
she motorbikin’, but mama came and rode me
i been a soldier
camouflage, magnolia
them big rack is on me
god d-mn, can’t even fold them



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