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"Flexing" is a track by Meek Mill, from the album Dreamchasers 2, released 7th May 2012. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Intro] Ha Dramatic, nigga And I'm G, nigga, haha Jahlil Beats, holla at me Woo, woo [Verse 1] Stuntin' all on my old hoes, stylin' all on my haters Presidential is rose gold, say it's time to get paper Glock 10 with that laser, fuck around, meet your maker Every month got me pissin', fuck around with them papers So I can't smoke no kush (Kush), I can't smoke no kush (Kush) But I ran through them hoes (Hoes), and I ain't talk 'bout Reggie Bush I say y'all fuck niggas so fold (Fold), hoes ain't never gon' look (Look) In the kitchen with that pyrex and a 9 piece, let me cook Now hold up, I went and bought a Phantom 'cause I wanted to, ah And now I drive the same whips as Stunna do, ah Real nigga (Real nigga), hundred proof (Hundred proof) I'ma need a hundred M's to make me comfortable [Chorus] Stuntin' all on my old hoes, stylin' all on my haters Presidential is rose gold, say it's time to get paper Big crib with no neighbors, ball hard but no Lakers Spent a hundred racks on my chain, all them hoes know my name I be flexin', flexin', flexin' on these niggas I be flexin', flexin', flexin' on these bitches I be flexin' (Flexin'), flexin' (Flexin'), flexin' on these niggas I be flexin' (Flexin'), flexin' (Flexin'), flexin' on these bitches, oh [Verse 2] All I know is just flex (Flex), shittin' on my ex (Ex) Bad hoes on my team (Team), dick 'em down like Next (Dick) I rock YSL so fresh (Fresh), fly as hell, no jet (Jet) Waves on 360, make that pussy get so wet, ah She say I'm cocky (Ah), I say that's not me (Yeah) She call me papi and I say, "Ven aquí" Wrist wear on hockey (Ha), Porsche box like Ali (Ooh) My sneaks, they bally, in my hood I'm prolly Just rollin 'round in that ghost (Ghost), watchin' out for them folks (Folks) Heater on my hip (Hip), trunk full of that work (Work) I say my shooters like Dirk (Dirk), ten racks and you murk (Murk) I put that on your head, nigga, first week and you dead, nigga I bottle pop (Bottle pop), I model pop (Model pop) Pull up on them bikes (Bikes), let the throttle pop Niggas know I'm nice (Nice), and I got a lot (Lot) Like fuck your corner (Nigga), I buy the block [Chorus] Stuntin' all on my old hoes, stylin' all on my haters Presidential is rose gold, say it's time to get paper Big crib with no neighbors, ball hard but no Lakers Spent a hundred racks on my chain, all them hoes know my name I be flexin', flexin', flexin' on these niggas I be flexin', flexin', flexin' on these bitches I be flexin' (Flexin'), flexin' (Flexin'), flexin' on these niggas I be flexin' (Flexin'), flexin' (Flexin'), flexin' on these bitches, oh [Verse 3] I don't chase no bitches (Flex), I just chase my dreams (Flex) We ridin' 'round so dirty in this whip that's so clean My old head, she thirty but that dick suck so mean And that pussy just so good for that pipe, she my fiend On that pint I just lean (Lean), Perc' got me bent (Bent) If you ain't talking 'bout money (Money), you ain't got no sense (Nah) Smell it on my clothes (Clothes), work got that scent (Scent) In that kitchen with them birds, 'bout to serve up, that's din', hold up OZs and whole keys, straight white and no trees Great white and OZs and they might just OD I stay tight with OGs, they know I'm real, nigga Pocket full of them racks and my bank account, Meek Mill, nigga [Chorus] Stuntin' all on my old hoes, stylin' all on my haters Presidential is rose gold, say it's time to get paper Big crib with no neighbors, ball hard but no Lakers Spent a hundred racks on my chain, all them hoes know my name I be flexin', flexin', flexin' on these niggas I be flexin', flexin', flexin' on these bitches I be flexin' (Flexin'), flexin' (Flexin'), flexin' on these niggas I be flexin' (Flexin'), flexin' (Flexin'), flexin' on these bitches, oh
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