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Oh, just show a flesh
Let me see a little flesh,
Just show a little
Let me see a flesh, mami
Just show a flesh
Let me see a flesh

Im so and I can't change
Rip blocks Venice
All the way to Fullton to James, L.A. to BK
Young Rome and Im
hustler more clever then my nemesis

Pop bottles like Im Jordon in the 90s
Six ring all I do is big
Fall sickin' my
Big ass, small waist, face
dont matter the race

'Cause we all black as as the lights go out
If the head good I might out
If it's right that Im tight a fin
When dis pipe out
The ward, let a psycho out

Young Rome like a with his rifle out
Whats that glow, mami ice no
never
We have calls with Jacob
Been like ever since I got my cake up

Pick the off the concrete and shake up
Been caring my timbs since B2K's up
Im like Patton no Shaq, Kobe the mailman
One word that compete in my brains is failing man

Mami a little flesh, let me see you ma
Put Cris on your tits, rub it in ya ma
Let your go, hes a chi chi man
Put some Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma

We bag more then
We bag
You can have those hood rats with them T bag
Rome gotta like him, Im slappin' these silly
Rip the nerve out your body that dont me

And I rock the party like B in his prime
Im cool as an AC Im not Rhymes
No disrespect but Im as a Jazz artist
But as the Roots
Im beyond the hottest

Im not a star, Im the sun, not 2, I am the 1
I am not a rose, I am the gun
And I spit for the half niggas sleep on cots
from nothing
Dreamin' of boats and

Man I use to a lot but then I stop sleepin'
Git on my grizzle and kept
Got my mind right, money right, never
Chicks mad Im tight
Cheap as a birds language, I ain't the one

Mami a little flesh, let me see you ma
Put some on your tits, rub it in ya ma
Let your go, hes a chi chi man
Put some on your tits, rub it in ya ma

Mami a little flesh, let me see you ma
Put some on your tits, rub it in ya ma
Let your go, hes a chi chi man
Put Cris on your tits, rub it in ya ma

show a little flesh, let me see you ma
Put some Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma
Let boyfriend go, hes a chi chi man
Put Cris on your tits, rub it in ya ma

Man I seen it all
Niggas clapped up brick shoot outs
po po, pepper stray, bully sticks
Broads impressed with this willy
willys a trick?
Have Diddy sippin' on on some silly shit

I dont from yellow bottles
I like my liquor as just jo, hold a grudge no
I erase enemys Bubba fat
Take stars to
Clap like the Awards

Down hits, seven up, spit hit, up
seven enough, deep shred 'em up
Set 'em up, wet 'em up, won't let 'em up
Hit 'em twice some 'cause he ain't dead enough
me Iron Man

Think Im now, you should see me in my boxer
You think my flow is
I got old in my refrigerator
Harder then you, you know how we do
What

show a little flesh, let me see you ma
Put Cris on your tits, rub it in ya ma
Let your go, hes a chi chi man
Put some Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma

show a little flesh, let me see you ma
Put some on your tits, rub it in ya ma
Let boyfriend go, hes a chi chi man
Put some Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma