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    Ouvir álbum completo TrapGold Ano de lançamento: 2011Grand Hustle
    1. Intro
    2. Yo El Ray
    3. Down South
    4. Demons
    5. Slo
    6. Quicktime
    7. Flexin & Finessin (Feat. Juicy J)
    8. 1 800 Bone
    9. Bac 2 Tha Future (My Time)
    10. Golddust
    11. Outro

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    Chorus (Repeat):
    Flexin and Finessin
    Flexin and Finessin
    Ain't got no time for stressing
    Im just flexin and finessing

    [Iggy Azalea:]
    Okay now, Big dollars I been gettin.
    This my world boy I been shittin
    These bad bitches? im friends with em
    They bow down and let my friends hit em
    Like got damn. this Tight Gold shit!
    you ridin' round in my old whip
    Me? Trapgold 1st? Black hood
    He gotta double cup, and pour that good
    I got racks to play, you on my tip.
    You just window shop and don't by shit!
    I gotta pearl handle, don't try shit.
    And to these haters please stay up off my dick
    I got cartiers on my eye lids.
    And these princesses on my wrist
    How the fuck could you say it ain't fly bitch!?
    Im so fresh to death I just died bitch!
    Now clap clap for me.
    Go ahead girl bring it back back for me
    Pull my cash out my let her lap dance for it
    Fuck around and bust a band no black jack on it
    Call me iggy Iigs I'm on trippy shit
    I like whitneys hips. I like britneys tits
    I want em both to strip im on pippin shit
    And since I can't pick? We'll do a switchy switch, word

    Chorus (Repeat)

    [Juicy J:]
    Let's go!
    I was counting cash with the money machine
    She giving me head then coming outta her jeans
    Smoke a pound today
    roll up a Juicy J double cup full of Promethazine..
    Seen the Porsch I like bought the bitch twice
    I can do that shit for the rest of my life
    Seen the bitch I like hit the bitch twice
    Stay flexing hard mother fuck a price
    I get it flip it and shit it
    Poppin molly dig it back to business
    Ride the lamb doing twice the limit
    Got your bitch screaming from start to finish
    Bank bands all on my cash,
    stripper bitches gone shake they ass
    Twenty years in the rap game,
    man I don't have to make it last
    That bullshit that you smoking never been in my cigar
    What im smoking on you gotta keep in a jar
    Own it to the shit and nigga pop and have a bar
    With two white chicks menage-a-trois
    Rolling up, back to back
    I need my medicine I got cataracts
    One night with yo bitch then you can have her back
    Me saving these hoes imagine that

    2x Chorus:
    Flexin' & Finessin, Fle-Flexin' & Finessin
    Ain't got no time for stressin
    I'm just Flexin' & Finessin
    Flexin' & Finessin, Flexin' & Finessin
    And Finessin, and Finessin, and Finessin
    Flexin and Finessin, nessin-nessin-nessin
    Look look look flexin and finessin nessin nessin

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