Big Poppa Stash - Flexin'

Flexing flexing flexing flexing
Cashing them cheques in
I'm flexing flexing flexing flexing
Cashing them cheques in

Never ever catch me being thrifty
Fifty dollar meal just tipped another fifty
And all you got is pocket change
I will pull out my strap we ain't got to be at no shooting range
Now you see what it's all about
I got the most cash there is no doubt
Flexing on these fools it ain't no thing
Match your whole salary in one single diamond ring
Because I'm like a waterfall just can't stop this dripping
No reservation needed while I'm champagne sipping
All day all night I'm in money making mode
Because stash out cash out is my fucking code

Flexing flexing flexing flexing
Cashing them cheques in
I'm flexing flexing flexing flexing
Cashing them cheques in

Haters hate because they can't match my style
These boys be playing catch up and it's taking them a while
Broke ass bitches trying to text my phone
They want to get the Big poppa all alone
But I've been married to the game for so long
It don't even phase me when she's flashing that thong
They want to get it on they want to spend my stacks
Putting them bands right in-between her rack
Give that ass a smack now I got to get paid
I ain't with the mafia but you know I'm still made
I kill it in the streets I'm killing it with the flow
I'm flexing on these fools from my head to my toes

Flexing flexing flexing flexing
Cashing them cheques in

Written by:
Joseph Miller

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