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rooster (rock) - odell flexham lyrics

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[hook]

got these jordan’s on, call me odell flexham

got these diamonds on, call me odell flexham

got this louis on, call me odell flexham

reach back for the score like i’m odell beckham

got these yeezy’s on, call me odell flexham

got these rubies on, call me odell flexham

got versace on, call me odell flexham

come through in the clutch like i’m odell beckham

[verse 1]

step up on the stage and the people, yeah they love me

if you do not follow me then you sir are a dummy

you act like you are a bear when really you a gummy

i am living lavishly while you are living crummy

18 years of age and i’m already blowin up

just a few years back i had to use a sippy cup

in a world full of old dogs, i am the youngest pup

i cornered the market, you can call me donald trump

workin minimum but my money still expandin

scarecrow in a field, yeah my rhymes are outstanding

when girls look into my eyes they say they are enchanting

credit card get charged like the d-league team in canton

cranking out these bangers like i’m soulja boy tell ’em

i don’t wear my retros no more so i had to sell ’em

guilty of k!lling tracks, guess that makes me a felon

you can ask me why i’m so good but i am not tellin

denver broncos country, yeah we won three super bowls

only listen to trap music, screaming screw j. cole

if you want me at your club you gotta pay a toll

i’ve played shows in every city, from new york to seoul

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[verse 2]

open my garage, can’t decide which car to drive

oh you made a thousand dollars? i made 25

call me gloria g-ynor, yeah i will survive

rap game guy fieri but i don’t eat in dives

wrote my first raps when i was just 15 years old

now my names on the marquee, spell it out in bold

call me jack sparrow, yeah i got on so much gold

do not touch my wrist or else you will catch a cold

custom chucky t’s, you could say that i’m artistic

when i hear that beat go off i gotta go ballistic

booker with the game winner, yeah i never miss it

waking up every day feelin’ like its christmas

supreme retro 5s, yeah they limited edition

i ain’t gonna speak with you if you ain’t with the vision

money fresh off the press, yeah it’s mint condition

i see your girl, she disappear like i am a magician



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