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Intro Flow Video (MV)




Performed By: KOOL 9
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Reginald Hanks II
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KOOL 9 - Intro Flow Lyrics




Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Drippin' it down, nickname MK
Michael Kors baby, its speak in my lang
Throwin' shots, she bussin' that thang

Ridin' my high, go to tha the paint
F*ckin' these bitches, shoot em all with range
An all my niggas stayin down with me
Slide and ski, my dawgs for days

Don't put us togetha', we bussin' they brains
Niggas be fake, bitches be lame
Told all them folks, I'm movin' on main
None of them niggas can drip when it rains

My necklace so heavy, my wrist is a pain
Bitches be cappin', niggas get banged
My dog bout that action, he slidin fo' gang
Ain't none of you niggas really bout your slang

Y'all niggas be funny, talkin' a putrid thang
Can't sleep through the night, she barin' her fangs

I took her took on trips, we out onna plane
Her pussy it drip, it taste like a tang

Y'all niggas ain't me and your bitch wanna hang
You wanna be fly, go look up my name
You wanna get high, well stop smokin' games
You wanna be nine, but dress like an eight

She givin' me top while spellin' her name
I'm drippin' in purple, got lean in the seal
She poppin' a perky, went hard on the reel
Your bitch be so flirty, she suck on my steel

She wanna get dirty, road ATV rails
I'm kickin' much flavor, I'm runnin' the field
My main bitch got titles, no video clips
Yo main bitch got bodies on body built

Ain't talkin' bout shootin', I'm talkin' bout films
Niggas be stuntin', lookin' like lame
We don't be stuntin', we do our own thing
Bitches be lovin' the way that we slang

Like back and forth, wittaside to side slang
They hate that we step, they hate that we kings
Man f*ck it, oh well, go sing to your main
And tell your lil' bitch take care of her pain

He bein' too envious, hate on my gang
All of my bitches, they hate when I flip
Pimpin' em all with a talk and a sip
Sippin' on quila, it got me so stiff

Flip me some turkeys, they made me a grip
Yo bitch kept on callin', she wanted a pimp
I'll dive in that pussy, then give her the drill
She toxic as f*ck, went demon an shit

She went through your stash, and spent all your rent
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English

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Drippin' it down, nickname MK
Michael Kors baby, its speak in my lang
Throwin' shots, she bussin' that thang

Ridin' my high, go to tha the paint
F*ckin' these bitches, shoot em all with range
An all my niggas stayin down with me
Slide and ski, my dawgs for days

Don't put us togetha', we bussin' they brains
Niggas be fake, bitches be lame
Told all them folks, I'm movin' on main
None of them niggas can drip when it rains

My necklace so heavy, my wrist is a pain
Bitches be cappin', niggas get banged
My dog bout that action, he slidin fo' gang
Ain't none of you niggas really bout your slang

Y'all niggas be funny, talkin' a putrid thang
Can't sleep through the night, she barin' her fangs

I took her took on trips, we out onna plane
Her pussy it drip, it taste like a tang

Y'all niggas ain't me and your bitch wanna hang
You wanna be fly, go look up my name
You wanna get high, well stop smokin' games
You wanna be nine, but dress like an eight

She givin' me top while spellin' her name
I'm drippin' in purple, got lean in the seal
She poppin' a perky, went hard on the reel
Your bitch be so flirty, she suck on my steel

She wanna get dirty, road ATV rails
I'm kickin' much flavor, I'm runnin' the field
My main bitch got titles, no video clips
Yo main bitch got bodies on body built

Ain't talkin' bout shootin', I'm talkin' bout films
Niggas be stuntin', lookin' like lame
We don't be stuntin', we do our own thing
Bitches be lovin' the way that we slang

Like back and forth, wittaside to side slang
They hate that we step, they hate that we kings
Man f*ck it, oh well, go sing to your main
And tell your lil' bitch take care of her pain

He bein' too envious, hate on my gang
All of my bitches, they hate when I flip
Pimpin' em all with a talk and a sip
Sippin' on quila, it got me so stiff

Flip me some turkeys, they made me a grip
Yo bitch kept on callin', she wanted a pimp
I'll dive in that pussy, then give her the drill
She toxic as f*ck, went demon an shit

She went through your stash, and spent all your rent
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Writer: Reginald Hanks II
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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