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What the fuck is this flower Video (MV)




Performed By: Rich Gang
Featuring: Zee-Star
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Ntokzo Motlafi, Zee Star




Rich Gang - What the fuck is this flower Lyrics
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[ Featuring Zee-Star ]

Um, please do not judge my rapping. I'll cry
Yeah, fire shit
Wrist in PC and TND
Yeah, she don't like me but it's fine
In my gun boy make sure I cry
Take a deep breath and I sigh
She don't know I'm on a blowing and sighing
Alright
Shit's got my features so bright
Imagine me at 29
How can the boy still not be in his prime
Call me like a KFC meal cause a young nigga turn to a rap star
I'm like a cloth on the table
Bad boy always get laid before supper
Hip-hop put it on top of the table
Wire money like I walk around with the cable
Young niggas king cause you're clearly not able to save your own niggas that move just like
If you don't say it ain't mine driving
Unless it got foreigns like Curry
It's German, it's four sprung, it's quality, it's Audi
Aye, look
Drag race dust on young niggas like God in the Saudi
Godly got them in all doing cowboy greetings
Have you ever seen a nigga ask howdy
She don't like me but it's fine
In my gun boy make sure I cry
Take a deep breath and I sigh
She don't know I'm on a blowing and sighing
Alright
Shit's got my features so bright
Imagine me at 29
How can the boy still not be in his prime
I want my money dressed up
The boy wants his money in advance
Never off the wall like a plaque
Vans on the wall like Spiderman
Yes to great power come dominance
With great dominance comes racks
Acting like a groupie how I'm chasing bands
Talking bout bounties I got three on my head
Might as well f*ck around and come be chanced
Pores enhanced
Three on my head I come chanced
Chips lay low like a stance
African dick I'm surprised how it fit in my pants
She shaking ass while doing handstands
Oh man
Not G.I.D. but I still make her dance
Shorty gay but I put it in a deep mind state
That's a different type of trance
She don't like me but it's fine
In my gun boy make sure I cry
Take a deep breath and I sigh
She don't know I'm on her blowing and sighing
Sighing
Alright
Alright
Imagine me at 29
How can the boy still not be in his prime
Prime
Prime
Prime
Prime
Prime
Prime
Prime
Prime
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Um, please do not judge my rapping. I'll cry
Yeah, fire shit
Wrist in PC and TND
Yeah, she don't like me but it's fine
In my gun boy make sure I cry
Take a deep breath and I sigh
She don't know I'm on a blowing and sighing
Alright
Shit's got my features so bright
Imagine me at 29
How can the boy still not be in his prime
Call me like a KFC meal cause a young nigga turn to a rap star
I'm like a cloth on the table
Bad boy always get laid before supper
Hip-hop put it on top of the table
Wire money like I walk around with the cable
Young niggas king cause you're clearly not able to save your own niggas that move just like
If you don't say it ain't mine driving
Unless it got foreigns like Curry
It's German, it's four sprung, it's quality, it's Audi
Aye, look
Drag race dust on young niggas like God in the Saudi
Godly got them in all doing cowboy greetings
Have you ever seen a nigga ask howdy
She don't like me but it's fine
In my gun boy make sure I cry
Take a deep breath and I sigh
She don't know I'm on a blowing and sighing
Alright
Shit's got my features so bright
Imagine me at 29
How can the boy still not be in his prime
I want my money dressed up
The boy wants his money in advance
Never off the wall like a plaque
Vans on the wall like Spiderman
Yes to great power come dominance
With great dominance comes racks
Acting like a groupie how I'm chasing bands
Talking bout bounties I got three on my head
Might as well f*ck around and come be chanced
Pores enhanced
Three on my head I come chanced
Chips lay low like a stance
African dick I'm surprised how it fit in my pants
She shaking ass while doing handstands
Oh man
Not G.I.D. but I still make her dance
Shorty gay but I put it in a deep mind state
That's a different type of trance
She don't like me but it's fine
In my gun boy make sure I cry
Take a deep breath and I sigh
She don't know I'm on her blowing and sighing
Sighing
Alright
Alright
Imagine me at 29
How can the boy still not be in his prime
Prime
Prime
Prime
Prime
Prime
Prime
Prime
Prime
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Writer: Ntokzo Motlafi, Zee Star
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