Kicks Lots Of Flava

作曲：Fredrick Fisher Jr.,Markies Conway

In the kitchen but not a baker

Yo

A b***h I'm not afraid of

Whoa

I get a lot of paper

Yeah

The F-N annihilator

Yeah

That ho is not a player

Player

We toss 'em like hot potatoes

Tryna set my crib on a thousand acres

Lil' b***h I go designer cray

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Ayy ayy

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

I'm so heavy I gets lots of relish

Got these pussies jealous

In they feelings actin' like some b***hes

Want some smoke come with it let 'em

Tell it I am not hurt get it

Send your one I'll ship it

Seal it and mail it

B***h I'll split your melon

You know how to get your women

B***h I'm flexin'

You better not miss your blessin'

I'm out here applyin' that pressure

These n***as stressin'

Got they h*es clothes in my dresser

Did your first b***h with my leg up

Far too fed up

All the real n***as keep your head up

Boy stackin' paper get your bread up

You pussies gettin' wet up

Actin' all brash 'til they met us

Do a lot of talkin' don't say nothin'

I be kickin' flava and I get money too

Money too

A lot of real n***as comin' through

Comin' through

Say lil' b***h I got somethin' to do

Somethin' to do

Got a money plant right a money view

Money view

See a b***h boy what they wanna do

Wanna do

These n***as h*es tell me somethin' new

Somethin' new

Funny n***a I ain't stuntin' you

Stuntin' you

N***a actin' like they got a point to prove

P***y n***a

In the kitchen but not a baker

Yo

A b***h I'm not afraid of

Whoa

I get a lot of paper

Yeah

The F-N annihilator

Yeah

That ho is not a player

Player

We toss 'em like hot potatoes

Tryna set my crib on a thousand acres

Lil' b***h I go designer cray

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Ayy ayy

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Certainly n***a my Louies

I beat the p***y up gooey

Uh

Touch these n***as they'll sue me

Sue me

You don't like me b***h then sue me

F**k 'em

You ain't seen these shoes these newbies

F**k

N***as dickridin' like groupies

Ayy

B***h got her number but I ain't called her

Called her

B***h I'm a motherf**kin' baller

I'm a baller

Had to block her number she a stalker

Stalker

B***h I got sauce like Waka

Like Waka

Word to Uncle Snoop I'm a dog

I'm a dog

Now I'm barkin' like a rottweiler

Grr

Get your throat there start growlin'

Grr

Crippled on down and crawlin'

Grr

She been actin' real sweet so I got her last week

Told the b***h Gucci my feet

Ow

Nutted all over her cheek

She a real life freak

Ow

She gon' gobble that meat

Ow

Why them n***as hot up at me

Me

If I said it to you

Then you know it gotta be heat

Heat

Rear shotta rockin' with me

Me

This time for my street

Street

Shot up his block and then skreet

Skreet

In the kitchen but not a baker

Yo

A b***h I'm not afraid of

Whoa

I get a lot of paper

Yeah

The F-N annihilator

Yeah

That ho is not a player

Player

We toss 'em like hot potatoes

Tryna set my crib on a thousand acres

Lil' b***h I go designer cray

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Ayy ayy

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor

Yup

I kicks lots of flavor