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

Im so hood and I change
Rip blocks Venice
All the way to Fullton to James, L.A. to BK
Rome and Im serious
Born more clever then my nemesis

Pop bottles Im Michael Jordon in the 90s
Six ring all I do is big
Fall sickin' my
Big ass, small waist, flawless
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 that Im tight a fin
When dis blow out
The fifth ward, let a out

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

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

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 Cris on your tits, rub it in ya ma

We bag then broads
We bag
You can have those rats with them T bag titties
Rome gotta like him, Im these dudes silly
Rip the out your body that dont feel me

And I rock the party Bizzy B in his prime
Im cool as an AC Im not Rhymes
No disrespect but Im smooth as a artist
But live as the
Homey Im beyond the

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
Started nothing
Dreamin' of and yachts

Man I use to a lot but then I stop sleepin'
Git on my and kept bizzy
Got my mind right, right, never tricked
mad 'cause Im tight
Cheap as a birds language, I the one mami

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 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 your go, hes a chi chi man
Put some on your 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 on your tits, rub it in ya ma

Man I seen it all
Niggas clapped up over shoot outs
With po po, pepper stray, sticks
Broads with this willy shit
Think willys a
Have Diddy on Cris on some silly shit

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

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

Think Im sexy now, you see me in my boxer
You think my flow is
I got old donuts in my
then you, you niggas 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 on your 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 your go, hes a chi chi man
Put some on your tits, rub it in ya ma