Lyrics Nfmc - Keeng Cut
Ugh
ugh
ugh
ugh
ugh
ugh
Ugh
ugh
ugh
ugh
ugh
ugh
Ugh
ugh
ugh
ugh
ugh
Oh
oh
oh
oooh
Oops
oops
oops
oops
oops
oops
oops
oops
oops
oops
oops
oops
Sunny
day
windows
down
My
music
bumpin
you
can
hear
the
sound
My
car
shining
like
my
gold
crown
See
the
holice
in
my
rear
view
I
gotta
slow
it
down
Pull
up
to
the
hotspot
I
see
something
that's
looking
hella
fly
Tryna
get
her
attention
it
ain't
hard
because
I'm
heaven
fly
She
choose
up
then
better
believe
I'm
gonna
shoot
my
shot
She
peeped
me
oooh
and
made
a
way
across
the
room
She
asked
me
oooh
what's
my
name
and
what's
that
I
got
on
Hooooweeeyeeeaauh
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
wondering
what
I
got
on
Could
it
be
the
Creed,
Burberry
or
the
strong
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
wondering
what
I
got
on
Could
it
be
the
Creed,
Burberry
or
the
strong
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
Nose
fuckin
my
cologne
Nose
fuckin
my
cologne
It's
night
time
and
that's
the
right
time
To
hit
the
bar
scene
up
with
this
primetime
The
way
on
flavored
it
should
be
a
crime
And
if
it
is
I'm
going
into
do
some
major
time
Took
my
shades
off
then
I
turn
my
head
To
my
surprise
it's
a
lady
in
red
She
was
gorgeous
I
am
talking
drop
dead
Came
a
little
closer
to
a
king
and
this
is
what
she
said
She
peeped
me
oooh
and
made
a
way
across
the
room
She
asked
me
oooh
what's
my
name
and
what's
that
I
got
on
Hooooweeeyeeeaauh
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
wondering
what
I
got
on
Could
it
be
the
Creed,
Burberry
or
the
strong
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
wondering
what
I
got
on
Could
it
be
the
Creed,
Burberry
or
the
strong
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
Nose
fuckin
my
cologne
Nose
fuckin
my
cologne
Keeng
be
the
name
I'm
the
man
to
see
I'm
every
lame
nigga
babymama
fantasy
My
flavor
my
aura
got
em
out
of
control
One
smell
of
my
cologne
they
wanna
swallow
me
whole
I
play
that
Bond
#9
when
I'm
dressed
in
a
suit
Thom
Browne,
Gucci
Guilty
or
I
can
smell
like
Joop
Azzaro
Chrome,
Calvin
Klein,
Polo
Red
or
the
Blue
Dolce
and
Gabbana
like
Fly
C
cuz
baby
that's
what
they
do
I
can
take
it
to
the
next
level
or
do
a
it
traditional
Smoking
on
a
jet
pack
and
it's
very
medicinal
If
you
ain't
with
this
flavor
shit
then
im
probably
dismissing
you
They
say
they
want
this
real
shit
so
that's
all
that
they
listen
to
I
couldn't
give
a
fuck
about
a
hater
talkin
down
on
me
Be
the
same
peasants
walkin
around
without
a
crown
on
em
Strut
around
in
Prada
a
rider
just
like
Assata
Different
smells
I
got
a
lot
of
Lil
daddy
that's
how
I
got
her
Nose
fuckin
my
cologne
wondering
what
I
got
on
Could
it
be
the
Creed,
Burberry
or
the
strong
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
wondering
what
I
got
on
Could
it
be
the
Creed,
Burberry
or
the
strong
She
nose
fuckin
my
cologne
Nose
fuckin
my
cologne
Nose
fuckin
my
cologne
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