Flexin Hard

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Woop & Young Scooter - Rap

Flexin Hard

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[Intro: Woop] Beat Mechanics [?] [?] Quit with all that acting [?] Two Woop [?] Yeah [Chorus: Woop] How he clame that he the weed man? But you ain't known for selling shit, boy How you flexin like the lean man? But you ain't never got no lean, boy Round here acting like the dope boys But ain't never served no clean, man Now he sware that he a killer killer But ain't known for shooting shit, man Flexin hard Round here being so [?] Flexin hard [?] Flexin hard Out here lieing to yourself Flexin hard You not who you say you is [Verse 1: Woop] He really not with it, he flexin I hit the licks in my section I dirty my face, just to feed my lil fam Peanut butter got some bitches [?] jam Before we had plugs, we was snaking the condo With choppers and hammers [?] [?] don't know what it was, when I took off a 6 [?] You not important Pull up in Porshes [?] 2500 wrist spinning around, call me Woopy Jeff Gordan [?] diamonds, it got my wrist dancing ridiculous Remember this I'm [?] your wife [?] Took a lotta [?] from a skinny bitch [?] Rolling with savages [?] Way too much [?] Blood on my package Blood on my 40 [?] [?] Sean Kemp [?] [?] gon' get wreckless, play with my pack, I'ma deck him 40 put you on a stretcher 40 put you on a picture Dick [?] extra [Chorus: Woop] How he clame that he the weed man? But you ain't known for selling shit, boy How you flexin like the lean man? But you ain't never got no lean, boy Round here acting like the dope boys But ain't never served no clean, man Now he sware that he a killer killer But ain't known for shooting shit, man Flexin hard Round here being so [?] Flexin hard [?] Flexin hard Out here lieing to yourself Flexin hard You not who you say you is [Verse 2: Young Scooter] Real diamonds, I be flexin hard Cook it, whip it, held it down [?] stretch the hard Cocaina, that's my daily job It ain't no secret, all my niggas rob Scooter fuck with Woop, real nigga right out of Florida Fuck the mail, 'cause I own Georgia Cool the dope off in the ice water Real diamonds from [?], they be ice water I can't trust these hoes, I just fuck them and spoil them Stay flexin whips and jewelry, remember when I couldn't aford it These niggas talk bricks, but never sold an ounce Woop, let's flex this pussy nigga, take his ass off [Chorus: Woop] How he clame that he the weed man? But you ain't known for selling shit, boy How you flexin like the lean man? But you ain't never got no lean, boy Round here acting like the dope boys But ain't never served no clean, man Now he sware that he a killer killer But ain't known for shooting shit, man Flexin hard Round here being so [?] Flexin hard [?] Flexin hard Out here lieing to yourself Flexin hard You not who you say you is

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Credits

Writers
  • Woop
  • Young Scooter