Fat Joe

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[Intro] Captain Crunch presents... Yeah, what up crunch Cha-Charlie Shuffler Ooh, ooh Better Off Dead nigga Mackned, yuh Yuh, GBC, Mackned, uh yuh [Chorus] Flexin on yo' mane, have him sleep on the beat Glock .45, Fat Joe, make me leave She kiss me through the phone, I'll smoke you through a screen She kiss me through the phone, I'll shoot you through a screen Flexin on yo' mane, have him sleep on the beat Glock .45, Fat Joe, make me leave She kiss me through the phone, I'll smoke you through a screen She kiss me through the phone, I'll shoot you through a screen [Verse] Fuckin' on that bitch, I'm half asleep, fuck you mean, yeah White goo, let's count with something, bitches in their spleens, yeah Six rings, dangle off a nigga, watch him bling, yeah Over nothing, rings could come in sketchy, I'm a fiend, yeah Cash Carti dancing on my wrist (What, what) Only time I count myself, a paper cut She got freaky, lil' bitch, nut on her eyebrow Wake up with the sun down, Hublot like a sun down I just fucked that face, I call it a Smash Mouth (Ooh) Glock on me, you don't live what you rap 'bout (Mackned) I just dead a brother, getting head on the freeway She's an American Idiot, I call her Green Day [Chorus] Flexin on yo' mane, have him sleep on the beat Glock .45, Fat Joe, make me leave She kiss me through the phone, I'll smoke you through a screen She kiss me through the phone, I'll shoot you through a screen Flexin on yo' mane, have him sleep on the beat Glock .45, Fat Joe, make me leave She kiss me through the phone, I'll smoke you through a screen She kiss me through the phone, I'll shoot you through a screen
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- Mackned