Lyrics
Ceilin' fan blowing cold breeze on your body
I can't tell you really what it is but you got it
Makeup in the morning, you got dresses in your closet
But you grab them tights, you in love with being modest
You a mood, body giving center views
I'm just saying I'm amused (But you ain't even flexin')
And you cool, tatted up, cover wounds
Different vibe, you new improved (But you ain't even flexin')
And you ain't gotta try too hard (Try too hard)
Number one fan, yes, I applaud (Yes, I applaud)
Got me thinking about inside them walls (Inside them walls)
Words cut deep it's like a sword (It's like a sword)
Makin' me better, you hotter than pepper, mhmm-mm-mm
You with a big stepper who chasin' the cheddar, mhmm-mm-mm
All of these women, they not on your level, mhmm-mm-mm
You like a mix of business and pleasure, mhmm-mm-mm
You a mood, body giving center views
I'm just saying I'm amused (But you ain't even flexin')
And you cool, tatted up, cover wounds
Different vibe, you new improved (But you ain't even flexin')
(You ain't even flexin')
But you ain't even flexin' (Flexin')
But you ain't even flexin' (Flexin')
But you ain't even flexin' (Flexin')
But you ain't even flexin'
Written by: Timofey Dorofeyev