Sly Thrilla - Flex Lyrics

Gettin too much money
I confess
Bouta break a muscle
How I flex
Got her number
Now she wanna sex
She done sent them titties
Thru a text

We done met up
For a little sesh
Bout to suck dem tities
Off her chest
Ain't no need to ask me
What is next
Bout to put dat spirit
In ya flesh

Shawty know my songs
Shawty think I'm on
Shawty took me home
Shawty gave me dome

Shawty took her pants off
She ain't even have a thong
I could barely see her
Prolly had to much patron

Dat don't mean I ain't gone
Beat it up like megaton
I could do this all day
Wtf do I be on
Shawty on whateva
Say see want a marathon
Homey keep on callin
I ain't picking up the phone

Pussy got me
Singin like I'm lucci
Ima chop dat booty
Like I'm Bruce lee
Eat it from the back
Like a 2-piece
Put it in her raw
Then tell her oopsy

Put it in her raw
Like I'm lil boosie
Finna shoot the club up
Wit the uzi
Hit it from the back
Till she woozy
Then make her go to bed
Without a rupee

Gettin too much money
I confess
Bouta break a muscle
How I flex
Got her number
Now she wanna sex
She done sent them titties
Thru a text

We done met up
For a little sesh
Bout to suck dem tities
Off her chest
Ain't no need to ask me
What is next
Bout to put dat spirit
In ya flesh

Round 2
Glad I found u
Take her to my room
Let her scream
Cause it's soundproof
Hit her now she wanna spend the night
She was bound too
Bt no we can't chill
Take u back where I found u

Slight don't wanna see u
When u finally let me bone
We could link up later
U could reach me by my phone
So what u got a nigga
Make u risk a happy home
Got a piece of thrilla
Now she won't leave me alone

I can't even flag
Think dat pussy vudoo
All of a sudden
Bitch I like u 2
Ima tell yo nigga
Ima take his boo
If he trip about it
Ima bust dat foo

Can't explain myself
I guess I'm trippin just because
Reminiscin life
I guess I'm used to what it was
Crossed too many times
Tell me how I'm pose to trust
Thought I was in love
Bt it just turned out to be lust