spankjusbizness - flexin lyrics
spankjusbizness ft cash flexin
{cash: bridge}
i woke up first thing in the morning started flexin
hit the kitchen stirring whippin i’m finessing
up in aces 20 bottles in my section
can’t trust these strippers i already learned my lesson
woke up first thing in the morning started flexin
in the kitchen stirring whippin and finessing
i’m up in aces 20 bottles in my section
can’t trust these strippers i already learned my lesson
hoe
yea i’m finessing
hoe
these jeans expensive
hoe
my whip expensive
hoe
i’m super flexin
hoe
yea im finessing
hoe
these jeans expensive
hoe
my whip expensive
hoe
i’m super flexin
hoe
{cash : hook}
i woke up first thing in the morning started flexin
in the kitchen stirring whippin i’m finessing
up in aces 20 bottles to my section
can’t trust these strippers i already learned my lesson
huuh
my po got a nigga stressing
sipping henny ridin with that smiff n wesson
juggin trapping b-tch i gotta count my blessings
throwing money at these b-tches b-tch i’m flexin
hoe yea i’m finessing hoe
these jeans expensive
hoe
b-tch i’m flexin hoe
b-tch i’m flexin hoe
i already learned my lesson
can’t trust these strippers i already learned my lesson hoe
{spank : verse}
flexing on em like randy savage
semi bustin that’s automatic
finessing niggas and b-tches too
when it come to money that’s automatic
whip game like cocainne
oh mayne
that’s so flame
and i’m ballin like 2k
jean game that’s balmain
d.o. belong in the hall of fame
team look like norte dame
when i say aye verb
that’s ball game
on your gang
mad cuz we on top
they mad cuz my
phone pop
mad cuz my phone click
d.o hotter than a stove top
5th c-cked niggss load lock
10 spots in my grow spot
i ain’t talkin like the plug or nothing
but i get money like big pop
old school thats brand new
hold tools by the handle
hit a nigga bet he be exed
leave his body on grand view
whip game like brick game
k!ller whales like shamu
cash said he want cl-ssic
now i’m on some in my bag shit
bars
shyt get tragic
catch a. nigga in traffic
breeze wit me
on his hatian shit
y.o. will let a nigga have it
let’s go
{cash : bridge}
gettin money thank you jesus hallelujah
harlem b-tches call a nigga papi chula
got outta jail and i ran straight to see my jewler
i’m ridin dirty boy that clip look like a ruler
all this hating
turned ya boy into a shooter
they tell me chill just make these hits and get that moola
fucc being humble i’m still riding wit that ruger
no ramon soup i’m eating steaks in peter luger
hoe
yeah i’m finessing
hoe
these jeans expensive hoe
my whip expensive hoe
i’m super flexing hoe
yeah i’m finessing. hoe
these jeans expensive hoe
my whip expensive hoe i’m super flexin hoe
cash
hook
i woke up first thing in the morning started flexin
in the kitchen stirring whippin i’m finessing
up in aces 20 bottles to my section
can’t trust these strippers i already learned my lesson
huuh
my p.o. got a nigga stressing
sipping henny ridin with that smiff n wesson
juggin trapping b-tch i gotta count my blessings
throwing money at theese b-tches b-tch i’m flexin
hoe
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