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

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

Pop bottles Im Michael Jordon in the 90s
Six all I do is big things
Fall my taste
Big ass, small waist, flawless
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 Im tight like a fin
When dis blow out
The ward, let a psycho out

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

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

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 on your tits, rub it in ya ma

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

And I rock the party like Bizzy B in his
Im as an AC Im not Busta Rhymes
No disrespect but Im smooth as a Jazz
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 Nash sleep on cots
Started from
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 ain't the one

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 Cris on your tits, rub it in ya ma

Mami show a flesh, let me see you ma
Put Cris 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 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 over shoot outs
With po po, pepper stray, sticks
Broads impressed this willy shit
willys a trick?
Have Diddy sippin' on Cris on some shit

I dont drink from bottles
I like my liquor brown as just jo, hold a no
I erase enemys Bubba fat
Take to ball
Clap like the Awards

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

Think Im sexy now, you should see me in my
You think my is obnoxious
I got old donuts in my
then you, you niggas know how we do
What

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

Mami show a flesh, let me see you ma
Put Cris 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