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Young Fly Flashy Lyrics - The Cold Corner 2 - Lloyd Banks

L's from every corner steam up 

Told myself just 10 more years and I should be clean 

But I'm a fiend, smoke so much purple I shit green 

Bitches tryin to Face Time naked, I need a split screen 

Top dollar to the mechanics so the Beamer's sit mean 

I give you six or seven hundred, I can dream of 16 

69 never! Ma you gon' do me and I'm done 

See you gon' find better, see if I mind I'm not the one 

Bougie hoes blitzin, they sprintin when they get my calls 

Look at y'all trickin, same piss different stall 

Me I'm never slippin, it's pimpin when I get involved 

I'm lookin like chicken, they hungry and you give of course 

Cold cash triple Porsche, another nigga lost 

A low pass get exhaust, a hoe's ass isn't yours 

Bullshit on my line, the sour got me gettin by 

The best you can find, I feel like I'm in the sky 

Old school Impala spoken, s'a lil' momma open 

O.G. by the pound I puff, I'm never tired of smokin 

We gon' light up all the shit until it's re-up time 

Coppin chronic so long, the weed dealer can read my mind 

Shorty hawkin, she'll be with the team in time 

Fattest ass I ever seen, she done made a demon bomb 

Pulled up on her smoother than the magazine I seen her on 

Music up loud, cause I ain't got to beep the horn 

 

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[Chorus: x2] 

I'm a young high, dumb fly, gettin money nigga 

Nigga dumb high, young fly, gettin money nigga 

I'm, I'm a young, I'm a a young, I'm a young... 

... nigga dumb high, young fly, gettin money nigga 

 

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Uh! Thirty bottles later and I'm stumblin out; bitches with me 

Ass and titties comin out the nightclub like Mahala House 

I know I'm in trouble, cause she moppin from the passenger 

I think I'm seein double, their asses'll back the traffic up 

Funny thing - I'm thinkin 'bout money while it's happening 

My passion, she took it all down, don't need a napkin 

Ask me if I give a fuck if I'm a see her again 

I ain't your friend, I ain't got a pot to pee in or lend 

Bitch I'm a young fly, dumb high, stuntin #1 guy 

Rich nigga, swim tides, G'd 'em both in one ride 

Risk taker; I'm a need you to take a chance 

Close your don't know nuttin mouth up while I lead you with the plan 

Plenty more on deck hoe I don't need you I'm just sayin 

This the perfect spot for both you and you ain't gon' get there playin 

What's my name? Mr. I Don't Love Her, leave her when I fuck 

What's my aim? Spend that [?] remaining evening with these bucks 

 

[Chorus: w/ minor variations] 

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