Bob - Fleek lyrics

[Intro] (Dance, dance, dance, dance) Fleek, fleek, fleek, fleek (Dance, dance, dance, dance) Fleek (Dance, dance, dance, dance) [Hook: B.o.B.] n***a got swag on fleek Thumbin' through the money all week Saw the cash then she got geeked, on fleek Fleek, on fleek Fleek, on fleek [Verse 1: B.o.B.] Every single thing on fleek, b**h Fleekwood Mac that's me, b**h Don't be askin' where the trunk at The engine right behind the seat, b**h Just hopped off the G6, snake skin belt from Egypt One hand on the Bible, ask my homie Jesus Aye, walked in with swag and the dope Spillin' champagne, where my manners go? If you ain't talkin' money I don't answer phones She brought a n***a good weed and some dome And I'm stoned, pockets fat that's Angie Stone I stand alone, with a fleet like this I can't belong [Hook] [Verse 2: Lin-Z] Eyebrows stay on fleek, b**h Get 'em done twice a week, b**h Get ya n***a out my DM p**y game stay on fleek, b**h Chanel bag match my feet, b**h I ain't got time for broke hoes b**h you know those ain't your clothes YOLO ho you so-so R-red bone, yellow bone Real hair, hella long Loud weed, megaphone Nails on fleek, Giuseppe's on b**hes mad cause I'm on now Panties matchin' my purses Would f** your n***a with your p**y But he can't pay for these verses [Hook] [Verse 3: London Jae] Designer jeans on me n***a tryna clone me These b**hes wanna bone me Real sh**, no bologna Fleek I paid a thousand dollars for these shades You ain't got these, fleek Rich n***as in the room, have a motherf**in' seat Fast car, bad ho Big bankroll, can't even fold though Clean as a whistle hoppin' out the four door My b**h stay fleek, can't even control yours Up all night, I'm taking NoDoz If I ain't got none, I'm taking your ho Two b**hes at a time Tell them hoes stay in line And bring some more hoes, aye [Hook]