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Uncut Raw Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Flyboifrank
Length: 1:33
Written by: John Cooks




Flyboifrank - Uncut Raw Freestyle Lyrics




Do my dance boy show you what this whip about
Told my bitch to really kiss my dick soon as I whip it out
Its about, Getting to this money till the banks is out
Got me quoting Future/cuz I thought it was a f*cking drought
But I'm wavey, this shit is gravy
You on ya IG talking hella scazy to ya lady bout the bull
But she peep my likes, Its all about the f*cking likes
Its looking like, She gone hit my Dms by the end of night
Before the night is over and you leave her crib
In that beat as Honda Civic, with a loud muffler, she chose a brother
A heavy lover from the heart I form it into art
Try not to spit so much about the pussy cuz I get alot

But f*ck it Money Cars and Hoes you people love it huh?
Wearing all expensive clothes, you niggas love it huh?
Got my business in ya nose, you bitches love it huh?
Guess that's just the way it goes you think its funny huh?

Ayo the jig is up
I'm like the time you swiped ya card only to find out that ya budget wasn't strong enough
Don't even try and bluff
I see the freak up in ya chick she want the dick the type to grip her up she like it rough
Why the f*ck he snappin', in the kitchin like I'm snackin' wit a savage
Got these niggas out here looking kinda
Average
Send a tweet to try and manage how they feeling like that's valid
Twitter fingers, my fingers prolly thumbing through the cabbage
All I need is me some henny and a motherf*ckin' bad bitch
You got a sad bitch, She wanna dab
Treat her pussy like the xbox controller at the pad.
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Do my dance boy show you what this whip about
Told my bitch to really kiss my dick soon as I whip it out
Its about, Getting to this money till the banks is out
Got me quoting Future/cuz I thought it was a f*cking drought
But I'm wavey, this shit is gravy
You on ya IG talking hella scazy to ya lady bout the bull
But she peep my likes, Its all about the f*cking likes
Its looking like, She gone hit my Dms by the end of night
Before the night is over and you leave her crib
In that beat as Honda Civic, with a loud muffler, she chose a brother
A heavy lover from the heart I form it into art
Try not to spit so much about the pussy cuz I get alot

But f*ck it Money Cars and Hoes you people love it huh?
Wearing all expensive clothes, you niggas love it huh?
Got my business in ya nose, you bitches love it huh?
Guess that's just the way it goes you think its funny huh?

Ayo the jig is up
I'm like the time you swiped ya card only to find out that ya budget wasn't strong enough
Don't even try and bluff
I see the freak up in ya chick she want the dick the type to grip her up she like it rough
Why the f*ck he snappin', in the kitchin like I'm snackin' wit a savage
Got these niggas out here looking kinda
Average
Send a tweet to try and manage how they feeling like that's valid
Twitter fingers, my fingers prolly thumbing through the cabbage
All I need is me some henny and a motherf*ckin' bad bitch
You got a sad bitch, She wanna dab
Treat her pussy like the xbox controller at the pad.
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Writer: John Cooks
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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