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flex - td ceasar lyrics

[intro]
wet, wet, wet, wet
aye, yeah, gang, what

[chorus]
i got the choppa, i’m gonna let it all blow
shoot a p-ssy in his toes
i got like fifty up onto my wrist, and it glows
bullets flyin’ to my foes
i’m pop a bean, and i go
i’m finna f-ck on a hoe, what do you know
f-ckin’ your b-tch on the low
choppa hit you like the woah

[verse]
okay like wet, wet, wet, (uh)
don’t mind if i flex, (huh)
f-ckin’ on your ex, (uh)
man i love my checks, (uh)
pullin’ up with tecs, (uh)
and we let them wreck, (uh)
your b-tch want have s-x, (uh)
i just want the neck, (uh)
i f-ck the b-tch, she know i’m rich
needle like st-tch, she suck my d-ck
my b-tch, she thick, i wanna lick
my choppa came with a d-ck
i’m gonna go f-ck your b-tch
carry a stick, but i still came with a brick
you cannot f-ck with my clique
i’m just like wick my choppa bite like a tick

- td ceasar lyrics

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