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Pablo Skywalkin - Flex On Em (2013)

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Pablo Skywalkin - Flex On Em lyrics


[Verse 1]
All these bands on me, I can't fucking move
All these bands on me, I can't fucking move
All these bands on me, I can't fucking move
Where my Louie go, I spilled it on my shoes
My body it get chilly, when I rock my jewels
I be looking like a dolphin in these yellow Trues
Baby I can't dance, but my diamonds can
So many Franklin's in my pocket, bust the rubber band
Chillin on a fifth, I think I'm bro-man
If I can't fuck yo bitch, then my brother can
My main girl said she don't go with me, I don't give a fuck
I got all kinds of hoes
White Pradas black shoe strings, these bitches looking like dominoes
Might catch a cold, cause my wrist froze
I hit her once, then we switch hoes
Y'all switch things, switch jeans
I been handcuffed since I was 16
In a Gucci tee, and it's kinda tight
Rat bitch, say I'm dressing white
Just mad she ain't spend the night
Tell her head first, then she get the pipe
Bye bye you gotta leave ho, buffed up like Deebo
Any nigga try to rob me, he a jackass like Steve-O

[Hook]
If I don't like that nigga, I'm gone flex on him
These hoes they ain't shit, I don't stress on 'em
True Religion fit, I feel blessed on 'em
Ima shit on these niggas, make a mess on 'em
All my belts and my shoes got the F's on 'em
If I don't like that nigga, I'm gone flex on him
If I don't like that bitch, I'm gone flex on her
These Louie sneakers, bitch come play chess on em

[Verse 2]
White girl tryna smoke me one
With a choosin bitch, and I'm the chosen one
Give y'all niggas the Gucci watch, on my left wrist is the frozen one
All these Louies in the shoe boxes, I don't know what color let me open one
Riding around in this Rolex, hoes tweeting me it's that over ton
That's no lie, circle tighter than a bow tie
I'm high as hell, love Gucci belts no YSL
With a model bitch, and she shy as hell
She don't speak, but she scream loud when you hittin deep
If you don't work, you don't eat
Niggas starving like Marvin, see more green nigga then it's sparking
Like barking, you a funny guy, Martin
If the blunt rolled, then I spark it
Yeah that shit rolled, then I spark it
My bitch mad cause I'm high again, her legs spread and I'm diving in
No peek-a-boo
Diamonds yellow like Pikachu, Louie frames what I'm peeking through

[Hook]
If I don't like that nigga, I'm gone flex on him
These hoes they ain't shit, I don't stress on 'em
True Religion fit, I feel blessed on 'em
Ima shit on these niggas, make a mess on 'em
All my belts and my shoes got the F's on 'em
If I don't like that nigga, I'm gone flex on him
If I don't like that bitch, I'm gone flex on her
These Louie sneakers, bitch come play chess on em


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