Lil' O - Flow 2 lyrics

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[talking]

Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze, I'm back baby

I'm feeling like Rocky Balboa man

I'm in the best shape of my life, boys asking

Ay O where you been, hey man I've been balling man

I ain't finna lie to you, but peep this

I'm back in the kitchen, I got this A-1

I know y'all boys tired of all this bullshit on the streets

Let me go ahead and give you what you want

[Lil' O]

Ay top down, chrome spinning

Fuck all these bitch niggaz, skinning and grinning

You ain't gotta like O, Lil' O's still winning

And I'm still, fucking all your women

Getting plenty of paper, think I'm done I got plenty of capers

And I'm feeling like, one of the Lakers

I'm on the strongest team, I'm like dro I belong with green

You ain't built for this do', you all wrong with green

You wouldn't know, what to do with it

You'd prolly buy a Escalade trick it off, fuck around and let your boo get it

But me a stone, flip a brick so fast

Hit the motherfucking bird, gon catch whiplash

Then I flip it, and do it again

Pull up in that X-5 truck, in front of you and your friends

Like sucker, this European

And no it is not a mirage, what you are seeing

I'm on 20 inch chrome, Johnnie diamonds on

Gat in my drawas, nigga leave me alone

Pull a bitch with a ass, you gotta squeeze in a thong

And she love all the Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze, lil' songs

I'm the one, nigga like 10 minus 9

And my neck to your neck, got ten times the blind

My wrist to your wrist, got ten times the shine

And the 8'll set you straight, if you get out of line

Niggaz acting like O, won't light they mouth

Do a drive-by ride-by, ignite they house

And if they bitch jump in, I'ma fight they spouse

This is war, let me show you what this life's about

Nigga moving thangs, packing pistols

Watch out for jackers, them boys will get ya

Nigga get ya cash, make these boys respect ya

And ball till you fall, or the FED's come get ya nigga whoa

[Hook]

When the last time, you heard it like this

Niggaz rapping bout, moving them bricks

Fucking hoes, and stacking them chips

It's Lil' O nigga, whoa

So only if, you know you're live

From the North, to the Southwest side

How many bricks, can you fit in that ride

Get on ya grind nigga, whoa

[talking]

Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze, Lil' O nigga I'm back

The new album "Food on Tha Table" coming soon

The streets ain't never sounded so good

Nigga I'm telling you baby, 8900 Brae'

We back up in this bitch, what's up Mack Biggers

What's up Spook, what's up T.B., what's up D-Mac

What's up Deuce, Bar None Boys we all in this bitch

Game Face nigga, what's up H-A-dub-K

Grit Boys, Pretty Todd, Willow, Lab

What's going down Jimmy D, Looky-Lou we in this bitch