Ace Hood

Ace Hood - Flex lyrics

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Day in day out, nigga we countin’ money

It’s the same old same old but it’s in full

Got a side bitch and I got me a man ho

Addicted to the ban row, yea that bank row

Got my money rackers, that’s just what I came for

Cuz all I do is flex, all I do is flex

I’m countin’ paper daily if you’re just as dirty sex

Aye cuz all I do is flex, all I do is flex

Them niggas they be hatin’ cuz I’m runnin’ through them chicks

Ok I’m tryna have a six, just bring me my chick

I’m counting through the money just make sure that it’s correct

Try and short me on some paper, I hope you brought you a vest

Keep my 9 when I slide, that’s one thing I won’t forget

Got my 20 men to spare, I use the chick just for her neck

Catch shit all and you better not spit

Better not bite, baby girl, you lick

On another time better make this quick

Shawty that mean when she suckin’ that dick

Tell ‘er slow down and she might catch a fit

Sippin’ on some white while she goggle that shit

Back to the money like I never left that

See me and a friend I never did make that

Keep a hundred grand in a black Lou bag

Blacks on fire right up underneath that

Got a couple bad bitches, let ‘er see bag

20-4 show, nigga run to the lap

Blow a couple bands and I run that back

Fuck a nigga man nigga straight like that

It’s the same old same old but it’s in full

Got a side bitch and I got me a man ho

Addicted to the ban row, yea that bank row

Got my money rackers, that’s just what I came for

Cuz all I do is flex, all I do is flex

I’m countin’ paper daily if you’re just as dirty sex

Aye cuz all I do is flex, all I do is flex

Them niggas they be hatin’ cuz I’m runnin’ through them chicks

Ok now Rosay pop that open

Pockets stay all swollen

Walkin’ with that black out, ain’t no tellin’ what I’m holdin’

Got ermines on my waist line

Phantom in the day time

Catch me out at night, I’m in that drop and the top gon lay down

See your bad bitch I’m like Kate hey now

Big money make a bad bitch stay ‘round

Real money don’t belong in the playground

Real niggas that’s who I be ‘round

Nigga all I do is flex, all I do is flex

Got a bad lil mama wanna fuck

I show my dawg the text

And the Rollie on my wrist

Hundred on my neck

You can call me crazy but you can’t call me collect

Cuz I do this as a hobby

I’m paid no instant probly

I’mma shit like a nigga done party

White girls and they all on mollies

It’s the same old same old but it’s in full

Got a side bitch and I got me a man ho

Addicted to the ban row, yea that bank row

Got my money rackers, that’s just what I came for

Cuz all I do is flex, all I do is flex

I’m countin’ paper daily if you’re just as dirty sex

Aye cuz all I do is flex, all I do is flex

Them niggas they be hatin’ cuz I’m runnin’ through them chicks<br />

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