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Here's Young & Flexin Lyrics
by Soulja Boy.

young and flexin
young and flexin
hey man all know what’s with me man
this the nigga soulja man
i’m the hottest nigga, man
i’m a gangsta man

hey, free my nigga in the seat,
yeah that’s my nigga zip,
man they could that boy the twill
when it taste down i’ma make it bill
man on back up in the streets she again
and see young nigga jiggin with a fucking pen
hey, i took a whole thing and i went in
they call em soulja boy this niggas looking like my twins
i go hard and i’m freggin pain,
my money long so i bound with my haters can
nigga mad ’cause i’m cashin out outside the bank
i cashed out the million lay up in the same,
the water flussin running, and it ain’t numbling
they looking round for me, they know the soldier boy it came
the nigga dope though they looking sort in life some things
but i’ll be pulling with brand new fuck it jeans
hundred thousand in my pocket how i fit in that,
50 in the little, 50 in the frontin back
i go so hard many niggas like some runnin backs,
i’m like quarter back a bullet make you cash a man

young & flexin, i said i’m said young & i’m flexin
i out some guard on my necklace,
and we drop blocks like we touch this
yeah i’m young & i’m flexin,
no auto tool i’m a goon with no necklace
hey, i said i’m young & i’m flexin
my goons out here, the niggas could get reckless
wow i’m in the studio i’m going out,
i’m on that loud man i’m going out,
man i swear it is going down
for the chop and the bitch got a hundred round
oh, that pill got me buying down,
wow, man we’re shooting ain’t no fighting now
oh, rainy that you tired like a tire now
let’s go, i swear to god is like lightning now
fow fow fow fow and the man down
talking all that slick shit playing round
you’re fucking with the soldier i’m a boxes and
put the pussy ass in the body bag,

i said i’m young & i’m flexin
p*s on fucking go in my necklace
then we drop blocks like tetras
and my goons on alert digging reckless
hey free my nigga in that cell,
yeah that’s my nigga zel
man i got a boy that twill
i know you feel like in.. i hell
i know it, but when he taste down i make his bell
is soulja hard man i’m going in
these nigga getting money i can’t really tell
i pour lord, aog in the junk..
is hesitation, niggas playing niggas stunt man
is not a game got the park man
i’m going hard in the travel going hard
in the streets i’m going hard and the paint man
gone, i said i’m young & i’m flexin
i’m young & i’m flexin
i said i’m young & i’m flexin
how they go shit hanging on my neckline
young & i’m flexin and we drop blocks like tetra
i said i’m young & i’m flexin
my goon on alert, man oh nigga they get reckless
leave a nigga breathless
i said i’m running that white this
niggas playing and they foes and they no friends
man you know how it goes in the low end.

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