Water Boyz Ent. (12:23 P.M) lyrics
by Chris Travis
[Intro]
Water Boyz Entertainment
Flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex
[Verse]
b*tch I'm headed to the top, everybody notice
Water Boyz be the squad, leave your girl floating
News in my email, man these b*tches loafing
But it's all good, cause they know a n*gga scoping
Late night, riding in my whip, steady dozing
Bumpin' to this sh*t, cause it got a n*gga zoning
Pass it to your left n*gga, don't be blunt holding
f*ck the police n*gga, don't get caught rolling
I know I'm the greatest n*gga, cause I've been chosen
Lying on my name, you gon' be under some roses
Lying in your lyrics, man I'm just being honest
I ain't got no time, I'm to smart for you dummies
Drinking red wine with my b*tch, in a cabin
Pet cemetery, all my dogs that be spazzin'
Turn you into dust then sweep up the ashes
I ain't heard your tape, n*gga don't bother asking
[Hook]
I don't give a f*ck, b*tch I never did
All these n*ggas plotting, watching how I live
They don't f*ck with me, but I see how it is
Ain't no f*cking love, and that's just the way it is
[Verse 2]
I don't f*ck with these n*ggas, they ain't bout sh*t
And I don't go out, I sit at home and roll sticks
See n*ggas out here will try to take your sh*t
Cause n*ggas out here ain't never had sh*t
But I know one thang, ima die happy
Keep my body crystal pure, b*tch I'm living lavish
In a dream world castle, with my pet dragon
And a bad Asian b*tch rolling up that package
I flex!
[Outro]