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Flex For Sex

yeah yeah yeah Boogie down, boogie down You gotta get serious What, what c'mon Perplexin' as I wrecks the decks So checks the flex my potential sex I

X But I won't flex Til it's time to have sex So when you wanna get togetha? Cause you know a nigga like me Is down for whatever And I'm down for

being harassed so I dashed moved out of the crib cuz I hated cuttin grass Now I reside on the eastside lovin it cold 40 dog in a brown bag chuggin it Flex, sex

wine for me (Whoa!) Girl I wanna see you wine for me (Whoa!) In the club would you wine for me (Remix!) All I wanna do is see you wine for me (Whoa!)

pecks, I'd be Woody Wood They're after pestly hoes and that's the hoes I sex and don't collects Rockin a Rolex, prefer Wrist Ex instead of Solar Flex

parallel? It takes me half an hour to write a verse He makes me imagine it from bad to worse My weakness for the other sex Every time his shoulders flex

ain't flexing Then you can keep it running Like a muffler When we not in summer They like A list actors They not no stunners Too much practice now for

bottle, gave all of them X Head pussy popper, so all of them expect The best sex and that's what all of them get Ay shawty, bust it open for me Let

spit vintage again and again and again I'm special, especially when these lames is next to me Every check I see, bring the flex outta me Girl, I'll pay for your love and the sex