Lyrics Flagrant - Choclair
INTRO
Everybody's
got
something
to
say
Everybody's
got
something
to
do
Something
to
talk
about
"Whenever
I
move,
eyes
glued"
Everybody
wants
to
try
and
draw
cards
They
ain't
got
nothing
to
shuffle
And
if
they
got
some
cards
they
playing
with
nothing
but
jokers
My
attitude
on
the
whole
is,
fuck
dumb
shit
My
niggas
stay
suave
so
fuck
a
dumb
bitch
And
niggaz
who
be
actin
like
they
bitches
And
bitches
who
actin
like
they
niggaz,
but
they
still
a
bitch
Don't
make
my
long
finger
itch,
Come
bitch
and
complain
Make
my
back
strain
No
dough
to
contol
you
further
Pirate
niggaz,
wild
for
the
night
Bre-X
motherfuckers,
whenever
I
move
eyes
glued
And
always
got
something
to
prove
I
could
care
less
about
your
attitude
And
what
you
think
about
us
I
stay
focus
cause
greedy
cats
always
chase
us
We
all
tryin
to
bust,
so
stick
and
move,
stick
and
move
Nigga
on
our
train
just
because
of
our
grooves
Other
niggaz
call
names
to
bypass
dues
Nigga
I
see
you
I
just
choose
not
to
address
You,
your
wack
crew,
your
whole
flop
set
Imagine
I
was
unsigned
and
had
more
respect
I
was
gone
for
some
time
but
still
the
first
on
your
breath
You
haven't
done
shit
I
hate
to
see
the
next
man
rise
Crack
your
oven
but
I'm
done
Surprise!
(What
you
want,
from
me)
(Nigga,
Nigga)
When
ever
I
move
eyes
glued
I
drop
shit
whether
it's
smooth
or
hard
dude
Leave
you
all
confused
When
ever
I
move
eyes
glued
Now
some
cats
tried
to
fuck
with
big
dogs
But
forget
a
dog'll
tear
them
with
one
slam
in
their
jaw
I
got
my
own
thing
never
rumage
through
yours
Mine
soars
like
an
eagle,
yours
is
floored
as
paws
Unappealin'
like
a
cold
sore,
a
blemish
On
your
whole
track
record,
you
apoligize
Want
me
on
your
side,
nah
fuck
it
Take
it
back
you
got
wack
shit,
don't
associate
Was
a
nice
guy
'til
niggaz
tried
to
hit
the
gate
You
was
all
diet
and
now
your
hands
reach
for
my
plate
But,
you
can't
eat
my
food
duke,
too
spicy
Got
a
long
belly
on
the
industry
Flip
burgers
to
pasteries
Look
at
me
with
your
long
teeth
Bitin'
on
my
word
lookin
for
raw
beats
Bitches
gettin
mad
when
they
call
me
'YOU
DIDN'T
RETURN
MY
PAGE'
Bitch
I
been
on
the
road
for
4 weeks,
cool
off
When
I
get
there,
I'mma
break
you
off
Niggaz
actin
hard
but
they
soft
Cause
they
more
space
then
lost
And
more
race
then
cars
Hatin
me
'cause
i
do
tours
Long
dick
givin'
y'all
a
long
kiss
goodbye
This
was
meant
for
a
few
Some
was
individualized
'Cause
niggas
insist
to
chastized
and
chastize
I
still
penetrate
like
I'm
between
two
thighs
My
conglomorates
takin'
down
your
whole
opera-tion
Niggas
who
hate
to
make
themselves
sound
great
Stun
cats
'cause
my
system
draw
cats
like
Bayton
You
hear
me
son,
can't
compete
wit
the
suave
dog
Circle
enterprise
is
the
clique
Wanna
be
me
Mistique
your
hoe
Your
story's
untold
why
me?
6 foot
1,
a
bill
seventy
I'm
the
logo
when
exposed
I
come
heavily
Is
it
me,
(or
is
it
my
personality)
Is
it
me,
or
is
it
my
personality
That
make
you
all
envious
of
us
quick
to
bust
Like
a
dick
getting
sucked
by
2 dutch,
with
big
tits
and
blonde
heads
You
straight
pussy
nuff
said
What
you
want
from
me?
(Nigga,
nigga)
1 Aussie Intro
2 Ice Cold
3 Let's Ride
4 Rubbin'
5 Takin' It In
6 Bare Witness
7 Jambone
8 Fresh
9 Kardi's P.S.A.
10 Rollin'
11 Young Gunz
12 Runnin' Wid Us
13 Flagrant
14 Die Hard
15 S.O.T.
16 Da Chiznock
17 Situation 9
18 Rollin' - Radio Edit
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