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Correct Flu Lyrics
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Correct Flu
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[Chorus] I pull up, baby, it's magic I hop up out the car, niggas talk, it's crackin' I pull up with them things, you know it's a tragic His bitch all up on my thing, you know it's the fabric I pulled up blingin', you know it's the jewels Horseshoes on my pockets, you know them the Trues Only money call my phone, these bitches send me nudes All this ice on my body, this shit give me flus [Verse 1] All this ice on my body, all this ice on my body All this money in my pocket make hoes do the nasty nasty She got right to the topping, I'ma put her out probably I was screamin', "Cowabunga," 'cause her head so fuckin' gnarly Then I got right to the paper, right to the paper I'm a paper chaser, gotta run, I'll see you later I'm a Rastafari, I don't need a taper I don't crap out, bitch, I don't need a favor [Chorus] I pull up, baby, it's magic I hop up out the car, niggas talk, it's crackin' I pull up with them things, you know it's a tragic His bitch all up on my thing, you know it's the fabric I pulled up blingin', you know it's the jewels Horseshoes on my pockets, you know them the Trues Only money call my phone, these bitches send me nudes All this ice on my body, this shit give me flus [Verse 2] I got niggas that's gon' shoot for me, bitches that's gon' go for me Bitches goin' locally, bitches goin' globally Bitches think they Aiko, gotta suck my groceries Bitches think I'm Geico, do I look like a chameleon? Can't wait to be a billionaire, wanna be a trillionaire I ain't no fuckin' wannabe, I wanna be my damn self I'm gonna be a trillionaire, I'm gonna be a billionaire She like, "Chief Sosa, where you goin'?" I'm goin' to be a billionaire [Chorus] I pull up, baby, it's magic I hop up out the car, niggas talk, it's crackin' I pull up with them things, you know it's a tragic His bitch all up on my thing, you know it's the fabric I pulled up blingin', you know it's the jewels Horseshoes on my pockets, you know them the Trues Only money call my phone, these bitches send me nudes All this ice on my body, this shit give me flus I pull up, baby, it's magic I hop up out the car, niggas talk, it's crackin' I pull up with them things, you know it's a tragic His bitch all up on my thing, you know it's the fabric I pulled up blingin', you know it's the jewels Horseshoes on my pockets, you know them the Trues Only money call my phone, these bitches send me nudes All this ice on my body, this shit give me flus
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