Correction Paroles BravoFlexin Freestyle par Bravo the Bagchaser

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I?m sippin? Clicquot with a freak hoe
Nine times outta ten, my n***as need smoke
I rock designer
Boy, I been switched up
We been pullin? you n***as? cards?, man yo' a** not tough

Look
N***a, you ain?t tough, whatchu lyin? for?
B*t*h you knew I was a dog, whatchu cryin? for? (aye)
I can see you n***as? hoes through these blindfolds
Talkin' real tough now that lil n***a's life gone, aye

I can count these hunnid's with a blindfold
Imma f**k his baby momma with the lights on
Only time I'm with the talkin' when the mic's on
Any n***a with the talkin' they get fye'd on

Only time Bravo talk is when I talk my sh*t
Why you trippin' on a hoe when that's not my b*t*h?
And he talkin' like he ballin' when he broke like sh*t
N***a, you been on yo' a**, I been on my sh*t, aye
N***a you been on yo a**, I been on the grind (on the grind)
I be pourin' juice, do it all the time (all the time)
Pull up with a Glock, pull up with a nine
Imma grab her by the hair, watch me break her spine

Ooh, you a dime
And all that but you cannot be mine
Ooh, where the vibes?
Free the guys, free the guys, free the guys
Ooh, b*t*h
You ga**ed up
F**k next, you already pa**ed up
Ooh

B*t*h wanna f**k, then she gotta pay
She gon' go and break some dough, then she on her way
N***a talkin' bout them low's, boy they on the way
Me and Bravo in yo' house, n***a where the safe? (Where it's at?)
I got that Molly Santana
Fenix f**kin' Flexin' you know I'm the damn man (you know I'm the damn man)
These Balenciaga's, not no Levi's
B*t*h, I need my chicken extra deep-fried
We gon' pull up with them choppas, not a peace sign
I'm focused on the plate, you got it? Imma eat mine
Look, you ain't talkin' money b*t*h you stupid
And she love me cause I be off on my bullsh*t
Imma boss, so that mean I need a boss b*t*h
Imma boss, so my circle full of bosses, ooh
F**k you thought? (B*t*h you thought)
B*t*h, you dancin' on my d**k and my Glock
But the motherf**ker's hard as a rock
The way I whip the pot, bet yo' momma cannot, look
I ain't gon lie, I'm tryna see you drop sum'n
Better not be broke, I'm tryna see you cop sum'n
If yo' pockets on broke that's a no-go
Go and dance on my motherf**kin' Polo, ooh

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