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Quavo - Flexing lyrics


Feat : HoodyBaby & Gudda Gudda & Chris Brown & Lil Wayne

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I'm too s**y for your sh**
I don't take flexin' from no b**h, oh no b**h
And my new b**h don't give me no lip
And when she do, she give me bowl flips, she ride it like a road trip
I got you on your mad sh** so now you doin' mad sh**
I'm subtractin' ratchets, I'm outchea doin' math
b**h, you ratchet on your best day, f**in' for a check face
Outchea leakin' s** tapes, why you tryna flex, babe?

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Tell me why, would I sit up waiting on you?
Would I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Would I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Tell me why would I be when you
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', yeah
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh
Flexin', flexin', yeah, flexin', flexin', yeah
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh

[Verse 2: Quavo]
f**ed her one time then I hit her on the mattress (yeah)
I'ma get you high, baby, you ain't gotta ask me
Know that you a k**er, girl, you a real a**a**in (yeah)
Hoodini do magic, my money stretch like elastic (Hoodini, yeah)
All of my b**hes be bad, 50% up on plastic (bad, plastic)
No I'm not goin' out sad, came from the fire like a dragon (no, fire)
I put them birds on the wagon, damn, your b**h be ratchet (brrrr, damn)
All of my b**hes be bad, all of my b**hes the baddest, yeah (damn)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Tell me why, would I sit up waiting on you?
Would I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Would I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Tell me why would I be when you
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh, yeah
[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/quavo/-/flexing.html]
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh
Flexin', flexin', yeah, flexin', flexin', yeah
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh

[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda & HoodyBaby]
Should have f**ed you and cut you right up like a knife
Like all of my homies say you wasn't right
Like all of these b**hes wanna f** with a Crip
All in my kitchen, they lovin' my whip
All of these b**hes wanna f** with a real one
All of these b**hes wanna f** with a thug
All of these b**hes wanna f** with lil' Gudda
I show 'em the dick and I show 'em no love
I ain't trippin', b**h, I'm chillin', 30 hoes in the villa
Got a Ghost and a Wraith, call me Ghost Wraith k**er
Call me Ghostface k**ah, cash rules everythin' around me
I was a real n***a when you found me, I f** 'em then I get 'em from around me, go

[Verse 4: Chris Brown]
You know I, I been on the road
You been out doing the most
Came a long way since I put you in designer
Raining in that line with your credit card declining, oh
I don't know how I'm supposed to feel
Girl, you had a good thing, you f**ed it up you know
Ain't no text backs so you know it's real, yeah
Like yeah

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Tell me why, would I sit up waiting on you?
Would I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Would I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Tell me why would I be when you
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh, yeah
Flexin', flexin', oh, flexin', flexin', oh
Flexin', flexin', yeah, flexin', flexin', yeah
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh

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