Correction Lyrics Brighton Beach Flow by Father

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Yeah

Everywhere I go, I keep the pole, yeah
Man's pockets is way too swole (Way too swole)
Can't get caught out here exposed, no (No, no, no)
Boom, headshot, watch him explode (Him explode)
My wallet, it do not fold (It cannot fold)
My mans, them, they do not fold
My warm heart done turned so cold (Yeah, it's icy, b*t*h)
Meds and lean make me do most (Do too much)
Medellin keep me on toes (f**kin' them sl*ts)
Government scams keep me on froze (Big, big bucks)
Tax man won't catch me, no (No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Hear my tunе, she hop on floor (Hop on floor)
Look at her go, she lovе the pole (Love the pole)
Her ass out, it's so exposed (So exposed)
She got me in her control (Control)
Look at her go, she love to dance (Love to dance)
I'm 'bout to come up out my pants (Out my pants)
She got my soul in a trance (In a trance)
I'm 'bout to throw these bands

Came through front door so slick
Neighbors thought I was the locksmith (Lock smith)
f**k blue lives, f**k them coppers
Them boys can't stop this (Stop this)
Pull up, fire off, reload
But they ain't gon' drop sh*t (Drop sh*t)
Matrix, Neo, watch this
Watch how them shots miss (Shots miss)
One and only, ain't no myth
No accomplice, nah, n***a, I plead the fifth
No n***a gon' take my b*t*h
She say I'm toxic (She say I'm toxic)
Pull up, your face, my fist (Your face, my fist)
We 'bout to box, b*t*h
Hop out that box with chopsticks
We 'bout to clock in

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