Reese Mane La Flare

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[Verse 1] Im used to bein around them corner's blvd n edgewood I skate to texico to get some swishas for the good I was trappin like a fool and i went to school Me n benty shawty showed me how to catch a jug That was 2006, when i was back on bullshit Got the trasher hoodies with the vans Im trynna get rich Now my diamonds macorena n my check jumped out the gym And my life is like a movie with these model's made of film Im a dog, im a dog Gold grill when i talk N when i take my shurt off, all them hoes breath stop Back in 2009 a nigga took a lot of shit I jumped up out with my partners made a gang up out a clique I done sold a lot of zips, n smoked a lot of zips Its all about finess N i still dont get no shit bout a pussy ass nigga A lame ass hoe Its reese mane la flare designer logos on my clothes Ay shawty lookin' at me i swear this nigga muggin' He tweeted he don't like me i let my lil niggas rush em Fuc be smokin out in public We wildin out in public Nigga drankin jamnison cuz we out here boi its nothin Ay n Zay we sittin in yo face You wanna rap wit me it costs 50-38 (that mean bands nigga) So what did that tell ya, you need to get ya money straight, pussy [Hook] Ay nigga i think im Gucci everythin la flare, young nigga off that activist cuz of everything La Flare I gotta jug i gotta jug Everything La Flare Im bout to cash out on a rari Everything La Flare Everthing La Flare Everything la flare, designer logos on my clothes cuz everything la flare Everything La Flare Everything La Flare Nigga i think I'm Gucci Nigga i think I'm Gucci La Flare [Verse 2] She say she love the way i talk n that i kiss the lean I told her if she bring me kenshin she can get some lean I got my hood bitch named Britney n she on the team, n she fuck wit Lisa, Lisa put me on some things I got gurls on special made occasions, Mondays, Tuesdays My main gurl roll my blunts n keep me meditaced I got hipster gurls school gurls with occupation Red gurls n Asian gurls shout about be bathing apin Got a trap stop in this ramba from them trapa gurls They from the booty my favorite club(that booty club) My young chick from the valley say she love me like no other N went a scooped a new gurl friend n let me fuc her My model bitch named Trina got a nose problem but she put me up on all them jugs n when them boys plottin' A skin dirty choppa, scooped n bopped her yo gurl a pill popper I need bout 50 k like Flocka nigga [Hook] Ay nigga i think im Gucci everythin la flare, young nigga off that activist cuz of everything La Flare I gotta jug i gotta jug Everything La Flare Im bout to cash out on a rari Everything La Flare Everthing La Flare Everything la flare, designer logos on my clothes cuz everything la flare Everything La Flare Everything La Flare Nigga i think I'm Gucci Nigga i think I'm Gucci La Flare
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- Reese LAFLARE