Juwols NWA - Fluh Lyrics

C-Notes, turn a stripper to a singer, bet she never miss a note
Making top dollar, but I bet the bottom dollar, nigga never going broke

I ask, cause I'm not sure
Does anybody make trill shit anymore
All up in club surrounded by Michael Kors
Like do bitches even have real tits anymore
Bow 'till your knees hit your face bitch, this is greatness
Ebola to a doctor, I'm losing my patience/patients
Run through Bucks, like Jabari's coach, Jason
So when they talk, don't believe shit, Atheist
I'm finna blow... Minecraft Creepers
Nigga have u viewed Juwols' new 2 seater
Only coke he move ooze thru 2 liter
Nigga you wack as hell, new Fubu sneaker
Holdup
Like, how you talking all this money crap
When you dress like the Dig 'em frog off of Honey Smacks
And your bitch is bad, buddy I'll come for that
And beat the pussy up like Rocky Marciano's punching bag
One O and a munchie bag
Make em Feel/Phil Funny, word to Doug Funny's dad
I throw That Casey Jones mask on
Breh, I Ain't trying to see where no turtles at
Glock sitting in the pocket like a quarterback

Gave my nigga work, how he bring a lil quarter back
Thought he moved birds, moved birds, Red Auerbach
Nigga where they at tho, work em
Just a week ago I was doing my Shmurda
Nowadays I run up wit the new k burner
Dressed in all black, Ruby Tuesday server

Shawty I'ont FLUH
Shawty I'ont FLUH
Trill nigga, fly, and don't give a f*ck
Shawty I'ont FLUH

C-Notes, breh, I cant even song but bet I never miss a note
Making top dollar but I bet the bottom dollar nigga never going broke

Guess they thought that it was over man
Yea I was close to a 'Clef like Lauryn Hill
Now I'm balling like Kobe is
Nah nigga, I ball (Bald) like the spot on Ginobli's head
Smoking the trees clearing up all the foliage
Your main bitch calling me Bae (Bay), I be like Oakland
She got a Ring on her head like Goku
But All it took to f*ck was some Weed and a Roku
I'm in f*ck it mode, like Hova wit the bucket low
Finna dig in they ass like puppeteers at a Muppet show
Pause, going hard cause I want it though
Ever since my Fila's was in my Kindergarten cubby hole
Only pair I had all year boy
So in order to survive I would steal boy
Jack em for their J's and their gear boy
And you a Young Fly Nigga, Bring That Ass Here Boy
I get it, I ain't Daddy Warbucks
Guess I'm Mr Marcus and you're all f*cked
Cause I'm about to go extra hard
I'm talkin' sliced Arbys bread, edges hard
I'm talkin' 50 metric tons over Lebanon
My niggas All Spark, all Hail Megatron
Put it out, hit Starbucks
Like can you pour my whole life in a tall cup
Can you make my life sweet, cream it all up
Turn the temperture up, stir it all up
I'm like Hawkeye wit the bow dummy
I ain't aiming at shit, but I'm on the money

Shawty I'ont FLUH
Shawty I'ont FLUH
Trill nigga, fly, and don't give a f*ck
Shawty I'ont FLUH

Got to acknowledge this
Gangsters and Prophets get ghetto scholarships
These hollow tips
Leave nigga's cabbages chopped up into bits
These dollars get
More dollars, holla, dog got the product kid
The Larken spit
Bullets through pussies like gynecologist
The hawk I grip
I am a product of my environment
Spit knowledge kid, psychologist, off the lid, rhyme philosophist
Start sparkin' shit, rocket gripped, off the clip like Nigga, swallow this
Top office shit, the Aftermath
Got them dollars that Marshall get
A partial split
All through your arteries, damn your heart just shift
I parked the whip, sparked the pricks, all that's left is some carcasses
The doctor, quick
Word to Manute Bol, I tossed his shit
Too small for this
You're Tony Parker, I'm David Robinson
Shoot like Stojakivic, I copped the whip, Parked the shit
Bumpin' Big Poppa shit, or new Tupacalypse
The block is sick
Mad 'cause rapping is actually popping shit
Demolished it
I'm out in front like where Rosa Parks'll Sit
Or we just
In accordiance, play you like an accordion
Send em right to the morgue with his organs torn by DeLoreans
That was tied to each side, and they took off like Anne Orphan would
God Damn
These snakes is out of hand like Scorpion

Shawty I'ont FLUH
Shawty I'ont FLUH
Trill nigga, fly, and don't give a f*ck
Shawty I'ont FLUH

GET THE CHEESE, GET THE DOUGH
HIT THE STREETS, GET SOME MO
MONEY PROBLEMS, COME AND GO
BUT IT'S WORSE, WHEN YOU BROKE
BULLETS BURST, IN HIS THROAT
GRAB THE PURSE, HIT YOUR HOE
GO TO CHURCH, CASKET CLOSED
SPRAY THE HEARSE, CLEAN THE FLOOR