Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Fly

(Cause I'm fly)

not a lie
(Cause I'm fly)

[ 1 ]
I just ride town in my Caddy Seville
Lookin buff, pockets stuffed with a on my grill
Rollin up my tinted windows, my antenna
Cause I'm not fly, but I'm a big bred winner
in bikinis in my back seat
As I'm 95 down a one-way street
Got proof that I paid for I bought
So if a cop to stop me, I'ma take him to court
Jump out my big car puffin on a
Make my girls on the corner while I step in the bar
First I walk through the door then I ( *spitting ) spit on the floor
some money to the poor, because I always get more
Take off my black and order a drink
My pockets resemble Manhattan
So on my big ropes is a Gucci
All the pretty wink and I tell em, "You stink!"
Yes, I act so conceited I'm a full-breeded
Money-makin, not Jamaican, and no way you could beat it
No, I won't say and I won't say hi
And if you ask me why
(Why?) I'm fly

[ 2 ]
No, I'm not high, I said, I'm fly
Got a natural ma beside my eye
I put my friends in a Benz, I put my in pearls
Got the firmest epidermis with the silky
They call me pretty boy Chips Ahoy
86 Audi is my brand-new toy
I don't or bet, I just sip on a Mo
Pull out my new Bally's and my silk-suit set
Got a body like a boxer, the of a god
'bout as pretty as a bitty, and I hit hard
I carry on like a pimp, I even walk with a
In a fancy eatin lobbsters and shrimps
I in champagne with a girl named Elaine
In my jac'causei a Uzi with Suzy and Jane
The help me undress and start caressin my chest
Only big silk sheets on my fat
Whether with or not, I make money a lot
I always a knot, cause I'm a hi-jackpot
The millionaire of the year, and I'm a of a guy
And if you ask me why
(Why?) I'm fly

not a lie
(Cause I'm fly)

[ 3 ]
Morning velours in gold, bathrobe
I was the sweets of the when I was 12 years old
I never for a wife, or worked a day in my life
Cause while hookin I'll be cookin, lookin sharp as a knife
So you can front if you want, in a matter of time
I'm headed straight for the top, and be all on mine
Cause I'm Mister Spectacular, rich as a
Relax and count as I max in my Maxima
Fly negro, yes, me, bro
And when I play celo, I play for a
My diamond glitter as I steer my Almanetta
on my sofa with a dollar sign-sweater
The ruler, controller the Ayatollah
on Renola, then crack a cold Cola
G Rap and Polo, your Excellency, your
Just cuss or fuss, and I'll just bust your
Countin my cash, plus my stash
Dump the cigarette ash on trash
Marley's car is two-toned, and it's with chrome
And the Bell telephone makes you at home
So Kool G Rap and his DJ Polo
the ones who made 'Demo', and we're rockin the show
It's not a or fiction, it's not no lie
And if you ask me why
(Why?) I'm fly

[ Marl ]
Yo yo yo yo..
Kool G, G
Yo man, tell me every time you walk the street
Why those girlies let you walk by

(Cause I'm fly)

Yo yo yo, G
a cool brother, man
Got all the on yours
me why
me why
me WHY
(Cause I'm fly)

Yo, G, man
You're the flyest I know
Yo, why you got all the girlies on
Just me why
I know why
(Cause I'm fly)

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