CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : FDS
f**k dat sh*t, I ain’t doing it
I heard you got some plans, me and my mans ruined it
It’s such a human trait; caught up over stupid sh*t
Intelligent, but I’m wild like a hooligan
I raised some eyebrows on some “now, who is him?”
It’s the man coming through with the new again
Check that material, can’t take it when you die
But, I’d rather go out clean than bummy alive
Now that’s fresh to death, yes
R-E-S-P-E-C-to-the-T is what you seldomly get
sh*t, that ain’t my fault, I’m that observant motherf**ker
Your girl’s on the Pajama and I think she want the snuffa
(Snuffa?) Luffagus trunk
If you ain’t zipping it and listening, what the f**k do you want?
Ayo I’m full of that funk, doing whatever I want
Doing what you won’t, sh*t, that’s just what I’m on
It’s the F L O dub S T I M U L U S
Flow Stimulus
F L O dub S T I M U L U S
Flow Stimulus
Uh, I get my lеvel raised to boiling
Steady toiling, b*t*h, f**k you and your boyfriеnd
I’m gettin busy, cracking beers and such
I disappear then I come back and steer this bus
Because, what- y’all ain’t gotta ask who the flyest
Already got my tag on the backs of your eyelids
So you can go to sleep and you’ll see me in your dreams
It’s Jarv and Da Grant, PJ Sam on the beats
I heard you got some plans, me and my mans ruined it
It’s such a human trait; caught up over stupid sh*t
Intelligent, but I’m wild like a hooligan
I raised some eyebrows on some “now, who is him?”
It’s the man coming through with the new again
Check that material, can’t take it when you die
But, I’d rather go out clean than bummy alive
Now that’s fresh to death, yes
R-E-S-P-E-C-to-the-T is what you seldomly get
sh*t, that ain’t my fault, I’m that observant motherf**ker
Your girl’s on the Pajama and I think she want the snuffa
(Snuffa?) Luffagus trunk
If you ain’t zipping it and listening, what the f**k do you want?
Ayo I’m full of that funk, doing whatever I want
Doing what you won’t, sh*t, that’s just what I’m on
It’s the F L O dub S T I M U L U S
Flow Stimulus
F L O dub S T I M U L U S
Flow Stimulus
Uh, I get my lеvel raised to boiling
Steady toiling, b*t*h, f**k you and your boyfriеnd
I’m gettin busy, cracking beers and such
I disappear then I come back and steer this bus
Because, what- y’all ain’t gotta ask who the flyest
Already got my tag on the backs of your eyelids
So you can go to sleep and you’ll see me in your dreams
It’s Jarv and Da Grant, PJ Sam on the beats
