Earl Flinn (Instrumental)

歌詞

Now when this hit the fan you would smell like me On the double oh no, now you know me We hook up then this on vatay splee (?) Loco so my motive (?) as i hit the lotto Banana smoothie, strawberry with ten feet Talking to a dun (?) and i do agree A decade and a half with koolaid, and elly and ess (?) You thinking that we so lowkey The beat goes on and the list goes on And i pour you a glass of the don perry We hook up the phone 1-313 Disco, frigerator, sysco, (?) now or later, It's that elevator to the dolo nolo It's that elevator to the dolo nolo (?) Dog, strag, 313 Dinner at cheetah's, drinks on me That's the way it is Getcha money Get live y'all Earl flinn Ride to the rhythm that the dj play'n (uh uh) They ain't feeling what the dj spin Took my man to ten Tell 'em play it again Get live y'all Earl flinn Yea Yea Ain't the deals I stack more bills than pills Thrills on the hills for rillz I'm on tilt Imagine all the cunt i chip I never gotta touch myself I swum a wim (?) in michael phelps Dc I never women at cho belts Still spree I used to rock But now i'm in the phillah R-A, D-I Don't make me pull the sleeve up The watch is a keep up The rocks is a c-cup Exclusive is the sneaker A table full of drinks That's too much to drink up Chicks wanna sink up We doin' the machine how i renew 'em and move 'em That's the way it is Getcha money Get live y'all Earl flinn Ride to the rhythm that the dj play'n They ain't feelin what the dj spin Took my man to ten tell 'em play it again Get live y'all Earl flinn Mos def'ly fly That's on the low like the fbi Blown the dro that just left me high I'm known to blow Bone a hoe and get lucky like that lefty guy Prone to flow 'til the death we die A thousand Never that Shouldn't touch the man that what he's clever at Pockets is forever fat You snitches would rather rat On me Because i'm gettin off your phony And my wheels are chromy With the blades like jenobi I been around the world where they say what up homie, What up son, What up joe, What up showty, What up doe, Broadcastin live from the district Gettin like i'm right between your eyes with the biscuit That's the way it is Getcha money Get live y'all Earl flinn Ride to the rhythm that the dj play'n (uh uh) They ain't feeling what the dj spin Took my man to ten Tell 'em play it again Get live y'all Earl flinn