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on fleek - kutt calhoun lyrics

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[chorus: de are]
come through we stuntin
you n-gg-s ain’t ever on fleek
bad b-tch by my side, draped up, that -ss so fat, baby girl on fleek
n-gg-s so fly, you think i’m in the sky,cause i shine dumb brite
on fleek
i promis your b-tch, she gon love this, on fleek

[verse 1: kutt calhoun]
red range rover
red on the 6s, with the mayonais on it
outfit got it’s own dame fan page
get kutt, throw a bandade on it
awesome, i stay sharp, like i hopped out a coffin
gotta stay bossin, on point like a spike lee joint
running these hoes like jamar charles
45, 8 up the week
pockets so heavy, need 4, 5, 6, getting caried like a sheep
money on fleek
raw like the c-ke in the freezer, i step
bool as can be
silant as they come, imma keep it all the way 1000, ain’t n-body that you know like me
the kc chief, didn’t know i’d be

[chorus: de are]
come through we stuntin
you n-gg-s ain’t ever on fleek
bad b-tch by my side, draped up, that -ss so fat, baby girl on fleek
n-gg-s so fly, you think i’m in the sky,cause i shine dumb brite
on fleek
i promis your b-tch, she gon love this, on fleek

[verse 2: infinity]
he know i know i’m on fleek
aditude, i don’t even wanna speak
you see me in the club, and i’m with a couple freaks
we all go dumb, say swerv, not sweep
-ss cheaks banging with the beat
outfit little annoying, they all tryna cuff me
see, but i won’t let them throw away the key
my shoes is alive, let them motherf-ckers speak
every n-gg- that i’m with on fleek
i’m where these hoes tryna be, on fleek
but you know you didn’t hear that from me
put that track on repeat
hair and nales fleek, bank account green
yeah, cause that b-tch been doing numbers
i really get doe, yeah b-tch, i ball
we can keep that on the low, on fleek

[chorus: de are]
come through we stuntin
you n-gg-s ain’t ever on fleek
bad b-tch by my side, draped up, that -ss so fat, baby girl on fleek
n-gg-s so fly, you think i’m in the sky,cause i shine dumb brite
on fleek
i promis your b-tch, she gon love this, on fleek

[verse 3: kutt calhoun]
smooth operrater like sharday
white shark sea water all day
don’t wear skinny jeans, but my chick do
this d-ck got a whip like parkay
show you up, black star, probably think you came from the gutter
everything you wanting, i be on the first thing smoking
been to culture cl-ss, i be stunting
chilling in atlanta with a real hous wife
bad b-tch, skin tone anaramic
booty so big, panaramic
white sute like i’m tony montana
on my way to the grammys
going straight hammy
you know i be

[chorus: de are]
come through we stuntin
you n-gg-s ain’t ever on fleek
bad b-tch by my side, draped up, that -ss so fat, baby girl on fleek
n-gg-s so fly, you think i’m in the sky,cause i shine dumb brite
on fleek
i promis your b-tch, she gon love this, on fleek

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