Flesh

Lyrics

Baby! Baby!
 Damn, slow down a little bit
 I just wanna get to know you baby
 You know what I'm saying?
 I don't wanna bite you, it's all chicken except for the bone
 Shit, I'm just
 Hey, I'm getting a little money out here
 I just wanna spread the wealth
 You know what I'm saying?
 I got, I got money, I got credit cards, I got PayPal cards
 What ever you want to do, we could do EBT
 You need groceries?
 Shit baby, what you looking at?
 What the fuck you see over there?
 A Unicorn?
 Niggas sweat bitches
 While bitches sweat the chill nigga in the sweats
 If you don't get no respect
 It really don't matter, you could be Louis Vuitton'd up
 You might as well have on Von Dutch and Tommy Hilfiger with a debt
 I don't do dirt, I don't call scenes
 I send niggas through to leave a mess
 I'm a real nigga in the flesh
 I will find a bitch in distress
 I will make her feel so alive
 Then beat her with the dick of death
 Real nigga in the flesh
 If shit ain't right between us
 We will leave a nigga left
 Real nigga in the flesh
 I despise rapping niggas
 Y'all niggas fly private, I come sky jack you niggas
 You disrespect me, I'll get on board with three Ks out
 And go to your PJ's pilot
 Tell him I need those jet's keys like I'm DJ Khaled
 Seems like every artist out there snorting coke and smoking base
 I just opened up the briefcase and dumped out the contents
 To close up an open case
 If my soul shall rise, I'ma lift the hood up like Tray Martin
 I'm a clapper, they targets
 They trappers, I'm a convict slash escape artist
 I'm a real nigga in the flesh
 Find the bitches bitch in distress
 I will make her feel so alive
 Then beat them with the dick of death
 Real nigga in the flesh
 If shit ain't right between us
 We will leave a nigga left
 Real nigga in the flesh
 I'm p-o-p you d-u-d
 You bark up this tree, I'll make you turn over three new leafs
 You live right by the code or get left like three two three
 I'm A Tribe Called Quest, I'm the new G
 I'm here going dumber than Tweedledee
 I'll these youngin's wanna redo me, like these movies
 Cause I'm so Pablo Escobar-esque
 Elephant in the room, never out my element
 Oh, always on my P's and Q's like RSTUV
 Ah, never tell your in-tell to a gent who's intelligent
 Cause he'll tell a friend who'll then shall attempt
 To turn bullets into shells to spend, and turn humans in skeletons
 Yeah
 I'm a real nigga in the flesh
 I will find the bitches in distress
 Make them feel so alive
 Then beat them with the dick of death
 Real nigga in the flesh
 If shit ain't right between us
 We will leave a nigga left
 Real nigga in the flesh
 I'm breaking now cause I'm dating goddesses
 The haters tried but couldn't feed me salt
 Cause I seasoned all them
 Now I'm raking dollars in
 Say goodbye, I'm finna take you outta here
 You can't deny it, I'm the H in igher
 Here the four door Porsche or whatever vehicle
 I nigga like Lincoln couldn't survive without made it out and over four scores and seven years ago
 I know time flies by, yours tick-tick-tick
 Mines whip-whip-whip like eleven layers ago
 My flow so heaven sent
 When I go to heaven, I'ma go "Heaven here you go"
 I'ma go tell God "I know I promised that I'd never steal your flow", I lied
 Ain't nothing like side pussy on my dick
 Word to that motherfucking DJ Quik
 Bunch of girls wanna have a bunch of relations
 Even when the nigga wanna be they friend
 I learned that faithful women need they men
 They don't really wanna leave they men
 They just don't wanna get a phone call
 From another chick saying where he done been
 If your 'bout to leave better ask yourself questions
 Like "fight for her? Why?"
 You better step up and fight for her like you're fighting for Hawaii
 You motherfucking B.J Penn
 I'm a real nigga in the flesh
 My wife almost left me but she ain't do it
 I don't like the way ex-wives sound, that don't got a ring to it
 

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Duration
03:31
Key
8
Tempo
140 BPM

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