Waka Flocka Flame - Flex (interlude) lyrics

I'm flexin', I'm flexin' I'm chillin' in our sessions I'm in my private section, give me p**y then I'm s**in' I'm flexin', I'm flexin' What she know 'bout flexin'? Might pull up to the Weston and hella girl undressin' I've this ice on me but my heart cold I'm a real motherf**er, check my bar code In the strip club, prolly at the blue fline Scratches on the whip, a Mini coup Okay I stepped up from the scene super clean Got a 50 in my jeans, screamin' money ain't a thing A vilt full of bottles, got some models and some b**hes Man I'm just a young, checked up in the club ballin', stacks up Okay I'm standing on the bar and all the girls starin' And my chain costs a Ferrari and my wrist costs a McLaren We'll be sayin' flex flex flex flex flex flex flex She want a bottle that can packs and a man can do it Man, I bought a half a pill then we ran straight through it What we doin'? Flex flex flex flex flex flex flex Okay all I know it flexes you Some different check you more Shorty can't hit the whip, I need a astro blow Spare tier in the trunk, ride with an extra shot Spend your red money at that Benihana restaurant Gucci low, Polo, diamond dancing go go Whole squad flexin' like army have my logo Karate kickin', dojo Paparazzi photo Aggravated flexin',.. plain Nolo We against bein' broke Dirt Gang protest We gon spend harder than the mob, bow flex On this sh** period, contest Waterfall money in the club, got your how with Okay I'm standing on the bar and all the girls starin' And my chain costs a Ferrari and my wrist costs a McLaren We'll be sayin' flex flex flex flex flex flex flex She want a bottle that can packs and a man can do it Man, I bought a half a pill then we ran straight through it What we doin'? Flex flex flex flex flex flex flex Came to the club, sevin chains, doin too much Ferrari Rary fay Waka Flocka flexed up All dogs really spend it cool... Two crowds for my haters, throw your gropes on White Remy Martin but we buy by the case long Smoke back to back in our Rollie and eyes closed Paparazzi follow us everywhere we go He know, she know, I'll be flexin' All this Remy Martin, I might mix it with some Rosay Heavy rotation on the radio you get no play Ball ball ball ball ball ball go and get it Dream about it all weekend Flex! Okay I'm standing on the bar and all the girls starin' And my chain costs a Ferrari and my wrist costs a McLaren We'll be sayin' flex flex flex flex flex flex flex She want a bottle that can packs and a man can do it Man, I bought a half a pill then we ran straight through it What we doin'? Flex flex flex flex flex flex flex