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Fred The Godson - Floetry
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(feat. Dizzy Wright & Chevy Woods) .. at that motherfucking block party That bitch met with a fat, uh Talking my shoes, don't give me that vagi after night Oh, oh, shit! Yeah! We laugh, this is TBM radio You're rocking now with your boy I got some boys on deck And this boy, he go by the name Fred The Godson! Frederico, talk to him! .. I was rewarded like Macklemore with the mack and... Born a rapper, born, cracking the back for show Black Cadillac in the back with forty racks to roll, aha Let's get back, applaud for the way that the God wrapped you It's a .. 25 if the clause in the contract (get it?) This is so different, you listen, she listen, Knowing that this what you both be missing She seen a lip on the... And now both of us kill and tell the crew I bend her, she hoof like a ring, Tell her, look, I'll send her, uh Cause getting high, ... I'm in the tally, she knows that I'm balling up She can't be wify, and this rain is so... It's Frederico, swag of a gigolo! Fat boy's back, black Benz, bang bungalow! It's no way I don't notice me, You hear the flow! Let's go, dwag! Ha, ha, ha there you have it, like I said TBM radio, we play nothing but the hottest shit The hottest shit! Yo! We got a caller, caller, what's your name? Hello? Caller, caller, we're live! Nigga, what that? Listen, pay that shit, Dizzy Wright Talk to me, Dizzy! Go ahead, baby! Vegas! Get on that mic! Hey! It's all you're asking for (asking for) I'm that dwag that chased the rapper, used that acid for. These niggas is rapping, less enacting more, we're after yours! No fucking around, we're coming for friends, dwag, I'm the man on tour! Better get your tickets, ain't no mentions, whenever you fail to pretend to Mary Jane is always on the menu, nigga bring it to the venue! Don't get me no bullshit excuse before I pop in your city And turn them against you (against you)! So if you love rapping, you know what rap concert you need to attend to! And that's real! Got me flowing off in that chill moment Mix my moment, retreat with these ill flows Kicking you haters with still toes And they didn't even know it was me! I usually stay away from the weirdos As I'm breaking them, I see the realo Would you thank God as we're here for Nigga, we don't need nothing for cheap! Wait! We don't do nothing for free This year I got to eat, best believe it, You turn it to a thing! Couple shows, couple songs, couple tours, Turn around and be the man, yeah! I've seen it before you even knew it that I was a genius How come that nigga is the meanest? I mean in my heart to be evil, You know that your weed is the greenest! You're trying to be great! I'm sorry! We're back! TBM radio, where we smoke I mean, we play nothing, but the hottest shit! You got this, boy? Chevy Woods from that Taylor Gang I see you out there, boy Kicking your shit! Listen, Chevy Woods, I'mma leave it up to you! And this shit off right Flow tree, I'mma keep smoking, it's a good old raw!~ Chevy! Taylor mix, so play it just like the trumpets play You can't supply me the whole thing, and then they must have said And .. your wife bought out the sax for me They're shooting three like Millers, go get the meth for me! No need for shaking your hand if I don't fuck with you They ricochet your houses, you never dug pistols For and a half to a kilo, I made that jump before Better hit that ... before they rush the door. Man, it's that ... Gotta eat and cook friends off if the niggas tell You're telling stories to people who never tell shit Ask them what I did in... Hustle up, they know it, they gotta tell it twice Two times better than they, yeah, I was twice as nice. In a city, on a block, where you could lose your life My ... gave me good advice, you understand? [Outro:] There you have it! Floetry emotion, Three of the hottest up and coming Fred The Godson, Dizzy Wright, Chevy Woods And I'm your host with a motherfucking most You know we're live on this TBM radio Hey, listen! Hey, hey, ... Make sure the bitches on deck Ha, ha, Floetry emotion Fat Boy Flash! Come on!
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