Rich Homie Quan

Rich Homie Quan - Flex lyrics

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Walked in thirty thousand in my pockets and had ‘em niggas just like oh, oh, oh

Fifty thousand’ dollars on your bitch wanna fuck me got her screamin' like oh, oh, oh

Cuz I got a check, nigga wanna flex

I aint gotta flex, boy I got it oh, oh, oh

Give that hoer some ex, she gon’ wanna sex

Every nigga in the set, now she's just screamin' like oh, oh, oh

(How much you made?)

Make to me and I look all to mentaine and I fall in line

They try to tell me all the case but you know I gotta skate it

And I was singing like oh, oh, oh

Boy I know my role and my place

If you heard then I’m talking and I said it

Quane where you at? At the top with a loaf nigga

I stay with my bad boy but don’t worry be close

I’m a bad boy but I rather be close

In the club with a nigga getting back

And they all wanna get free, tell that bitch to get above it

I’m the nigga how get it packed,

Or not sure to getting (?) at the clip court nigga we flying

When I land here like, walk and done this with my pocket full

Had the nigga here like oh, oh, oh

Fifty thousan dollar on your business all that for me

And I gotta scream like oh, oh, oh

Cuz I got a check, nigga wanna flex

I aint gotta flex, boy I got it oh, oh, oh

Give that hoer some ex, she gon’ wanna sex

Every nigga in the set, now she's just screamin' like oh, oh, oh

(How much you made?)

A hundred dollars just in 2 days

I don’t fuck with niggas had that 2 vanes

I only fuck with bitches for that 2 plays

DJ. (?) I ain’t worry for no new check

Know the bitch want some sex

And she always got my back

So I love the shit and get all in

I’m a big dog and she might catch

She loving for no back

Call the green cuz she don’t goal

I am glad cuz I know the niggas watching

And they mad cuz they can’t stop it

Ain’t stopping, we at the (?)

I can help you cuz I got it

Every time I gotta watch it

Talking role all in the bottle

Now I met the top and start from the bottom

And then I walk with thirty dollars in my pocket

Had the nigga jill like oh, oh, oh

Fifty thousand dollars on your business

Wanna fuck me, gotta scream like oh, oh, oh, oh

Cuz I got a check, nigga wanna flex

I aint gotta flex, boy I got it oh, oh, oh

Give that hoe some ex, she gon’ wanna sex

Every nigga in the set, now she's just screamin' like oh, oh, oh

(How much you made?)

A hundred dollars

(How much you made?)

A hundred dollars

(How much you made?)

A hundred dollars

(How much you made?)

Make a million thousand dollar and I mean that

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