a revrene Keep these fuckin niggas guessin yeah [Lil Uno:] Have you ever heared of fly young pimpin Look in webster I'm the definition Fly guy fly whip always in a fly whip That get a fly
Traduction: Le Pack. Fly.
tight as the snatch of a fat dyke Though I ain't wrapped tight My blood type's the '80s! My '90s was like the Navy, you was like the Bradys You still fly
red light came on And I knew it Time to wine down And find ourselves a corner Six pack with braids and green eyes I told myself Girl damn he's too fly
sobbin' Looking to be mobbin' cuz it's just clockin' and robbin' Oh hi now, welcome to my town The Illy I-town, you got kids liftin' eyebrows Everytime you fly
sweat wit no heat Verse 2: [Timbaland] I'm up on this track, like Pam Grier in movies I heats up the beat, like water in a jacuzzi I fly to L.A., then
You've been gone so long Take it home Seems my life is a long road winding Gone so far but the ties are binding I'll pack up my bags and fly away To
Tell'em [Chorus] [Verse 2: Fabolous] Mane Look, The Diamonds In Your Chain Look Funnier Than Dane Cook, You Hit The Sufi I Am To Fly, In The Booth I
Brook! Brook! Brook! [Fabolous:] Im Righthere Big Ya Boy Sit'n On Top Like A Hair Wig Bed-Stuy Fly Bushwick Sick East New York Walk The Brownsvile Grill
through and take the corner back And I'm back wit the rubber bands on a stack Nigga quit or take what I give on a pack Girls still think I'm fly Blow
a man ho Probably no more All captain say hand cuff and stop Let them go, rass kass will play it though Fuck laying low like J. Lo Can't pack a six-fo
prepaid wireless We pack and deliver like UPS trucks A radio in hell just pumping that gas No one on the corner has swag like us Hit me on my banner prepaid wireless We pack
hand right Play me for a stepping stone then, I land mine Now walk to it with your land mind I can make the clouds jealous nigga I am that fly Listen
bricks of the white Pounds of the purp And for the right price, come around to the turf We don't keep tucked outside with the work I strap it on a bitch make her fly
got my back Motherfuckers just be hanging around me, because I rap Trying to stab me in my back, and if they could they would That's why I pack my twin
holla at the Jay'Ton I can make the season change, at the wave of a wand We don't give a damn about nothing, but stacking Reneglade packing, steady bad
right thurr It's a fact (it's a fact) I'ma do what I do Hold the town down, always represent the Lou' And I pack (and I pack) a 45 for the hate People
