Flexin’
Ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ohh
I was Flexin', anticipating
i was wondering what i could say
i was driving around,around in circles
it's a miracle i stayed away
Bridge:
all i wanna do is hold you tight (hold you tight)
would you object if i call ed you mine? (called you mine)
did you hear me right? i won't do you wrong
and baby no fretin' i just suggest we get it on
chorus:
i was Flexin' anticipating
i was wondering what i could say
i was driving around,around in circles
it's a miracle i stayed away
all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be
all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be
i was Flexin',chilling on my own
but now i've opened up and ready to play
she was waking around,around in circles
it's a miracle i stayed away
oh baby
repeat bridge then chorus
all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be
all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be
all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be
all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be
ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh
Flexin'
it's all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be x2
chorus:
I was flexin',anticipating
i was wondering what i could say
i was driving around,around in circles
it's a miracle i stayed away
i was Flexin' anticipating
i was wondering what i could say
i was driving around,around in circles
it's a miracle i stayed away
stayed away
it's all the time,your so fly,you and me,it could be
flexin baby
thats right
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