Letra de Dlow Flintstone - BossMan DLow

Yeah (Big Za)

Can't none of y'all compare to me, I ain't them other guys (No)

Pull up 'Rari doors open, look just like a butterfly (Yoom)

Mouth hittin', pants saggin', blue hundreds showin', nigga (Bling)

That's light work, my feet hurt in these Rick Owens, nigga (Nigga)

Sixty racks just to smile, bitch, I don't need to talk (Nigga)

He ain't gon' do nothin' with it, coach, just give me the ball (Put me in, coach)

We'll get his mind right if his ass get wrong

Mouth full of big rocks, bitch, I'm Dlow Flintstone (Bling)

You ain't gotta ask 'em what's the price, bae, go 'head, grab that (Come here, bae)

Where I'm from, you ain't gotta no money, your ass get laughed at (Hahaha)

I stayed up long nights just to have this shit

I'm drivin' the Lam' truck like, "Hold on, bitch, you 'bout to crash this bitch" (Nigga)

I'm like, "Hold on, bro, you trippin'," I'm doin' a hundred in a sixty (Yoom)

When it come to applyin' pressure, niggas know I'm comin' with it (Nigga)

Valet parkin', Neiman Marcus, I be fuckin' up the stores, baby (Yeah)

She know I'm a rich nigga, designer on my clothes, baby (Yeah)

Take them Jordans off, I'll put Gucci on your toes, baby (Come here, bae)

Million-dollar nigga, wrist icy, froze, baby (Bling)

I got work, I got clientele, I just need the clock (Nigga)

I'm a multi-millionaire, still can't leave the block

Can't none of y'all compare to me, I ain't them other guys (No)

Pull up 'Rari doors open, look just like a butterfly (Yoom)

Mouth hittin', pants saggin', blue hundreds showin', nigga (Bling)

That's light work, my feet hurt in these Rick Owens, nigga (Nigga)

Sixty racks just to smile, bitch, I don't need to talk (Nigga)

He ain't gon' do nothin' with it, coach, just give me the ball (Put me in, coach)

We'll get his mind right if his ass get wrong

Mouth full of big rocks, bitch, I'm Dlow Flintstone (Bling)

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