Finessing Flash - Triple S Freestyle

HOT
HOT
HOTBOY NIGGA
Yeah
I'm really him
Aye Bitch I'm really him
I got a bitch she eating on the meat like it's a slim jim
If a nigga try to play wit me I make his lights dim
Put a nigga on a poster I ain't shawn kemp
Steal a nigga he try to cross me over like he fucking tim
Bitch see me and call me flash and try to take a pic
I put a nigga down on the ground like a dog when he sick
Like lupe after she pay make her push and kick
Yeah
Make her push n kick
Diamonds on my body all this gold lookin like a lick
Nigga onna dice he crappin out he a never hit
When i'm O.T. blues in my pocket lookin like stitch
Yeah
You don't know that feeling
Hit a thick bitch from the back she need sexual healing
Yeah
Nigga no kidding
Put 6 dots on his head like that nigga krillin
Ouu she got that water oh my god I ain't going fishing
Remember nights going to Grand Ledge we was on a mission
2 maning bitches I was Michael he was Scottie Pippen
Momma cussed me out cause I was gone I ain't doing dishes
Impala or in that barlo on the road with it
I'm the one act like they don't know Ima a show niggas
Never gave me nothing I was the one to just go get it
Never gave me nothing I was the one to just go get it
Flash

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Finessing Flash

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