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

Im so hood and I can't
Rip from Venice
All the way to to Saint James, L.A. to BK
Young Rome and Im
Born more clever then my nemesis

Pop bottles like Im Jordon in the 90s
Six all I do is big things
Fall my taste
Big ass, waist, flawless face
Really matter the race

'Cause we all as soon as the lights go out
If the head good I might out
If it's right Im tight like a fin
dis pipe blow out
The fifth ward, let a out

Young like a redneck with his rifle out
Whats that glow, ice no doubt
Rhinestone
We have conference calls with
Been like this since I got my cake up

Pick the dirt off the and shake up
Been caring my timbs since break up
Im like Patton no Shaq, Kobe the mailman
One that dont compete in my brains is failing man

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 some on your tits, rub it in ya ma

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

And I rock the like Bizzy B in his prime
Im cool as an AC Im not Busta
No disrespect but Im as a Jazz artist
But live as the
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 for the half Nash niggas sleep on cots
Started from
Dreamin' of and yachts

Man I use to dream a lot but then I stop
Git on my grizzle and bizzy
Got my right, money right, never tricked
Chicks mad 'cause Im
as a birds language, I ain't the one mami

Mami 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

Mami show a 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 some Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma

Mami show a 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

Man I done it all
Niggas clapped up brick shoot outs
With po po, stray, bully sticks
impressed with this willy shit
Think willys a
Have Diddy sippin' on Cris on some shit

I drink from yellow bottles
I my liquor brown as just jo, hold a grudge no
I erase like Bubba fat
stars to ball
Clap like the Awards

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

Think Im sexy now, you see me in my boxer
You think my is obnoxious
I got old in my refrigerator
Harder then you, you niggas how we do
What

show 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

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