They call me lupe i'll be your new day They wanna smell like me they want my bouqet But they cant they they accented like the uk Turn that ude lupe to pepe le peu spray Flagrantly fragrant and they can't escape it My perfume pursued them anywhere that they went You dont want a loan leave my cologne alone It's a little too strong for you to be puttin on Trust me i say this justly I went from musty to musky and yall can't mush me I warned yall cornballs i hush puppies The swans in the pond called my duck ugly But now they hug me because it's lovely They love the aroma of a roamer the world Got the shakers and the skaters and the player and the girls Keep the fakers and the flakers and the haters in a twirl
[hook] You want the flava ma Hey! i gotcha You want the realness Well! i gotcha I know you sick of them players big car and watch ya Either they pimps or they macks or they mobsters
You want the real sh*t Hey! i gotcha You see my peoples here You know we proper You we do it Right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right
[verse] And i'm from chi-town thats where i flies 'round Keep some cartier frames over my eyes now We used to gangbang a lot of that done died down Children of the hat tiltin' keepin hope alive now All with no high i do it so fly Bank caesar tack helicopter with the bow tie I love my city really hope that god bless it Have my mind moving faster than that hog in the hedges Welcome all of yall to my dark recesses This is where i keep the bars like bathtub edges My ivories and my doves my levers and my zest's It takes half of your bubble bath to match the freshness The belly of the beast you know i'm from it I wrap it in a towel here go my pal in the stomach And i be on my green like irish spring and i coast Fudge wit it and get a mouth full of soap
[hook] You want the flava ma Hey! i gotcha You want the realness Well! i gotcha I know you sick of them players big car and watch ya Either they pimps or they macks or they mobsters
You want the real sh*t Hey! i gotcha You see my peoples here You know we proper You we do it Right, right, right, right, right, right, right, right
[verse] And so to sign off this beat i rhyme off Is from the looniest p and hugo mind boss You feel it in the air its such a fine force But you dont hear me though just like a mime's *thoughts* That's cause i'm in europe me and my friends tour'a I'm on my pimp my temperature is temperer I take it easy on my watch i'm watching tv *am i as clean as ma hurry she see the hare is tryna beat me* As i continue to do lu's pace They say him got two heads and four eyes just like screwface But see my secret's safe its in my secret safe That's in my secret room on my secret base So from the runner of the fnf crew Come in hip hop we've come to resurrect you You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you,
[hook] You want the flava ma Hey! i gotcha You want the realness Well! i gotcha I know you sick of them players big car and watch ya Either they pimps or they macks or they mobsters
You want the real sh*t Hey! i gotcha You see my peoples here You know we proper You we do it Right, right, right, right, right, right, right, rightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
