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Flau'jae Johnson
Flau'jae Johnson
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Flau'jae Johnson
Flau'jae Johnson
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Lyrics

Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Paparazzi they be taking them flicks, cameras watching I be making them sick Walk with caution so I'm making it quick, you out too often and you stay in the mist When you popping it too often, that's the hate you can get, now they say they don't like me how you hate from the bench, I'm the one that's trending topic they playing my hits, my face is legit, ain't score but I'm gone make the assist Slide for my brothers I slide and then I slide again Yeah, look, if you don't love me then just leave me don't string me along and lie again Yeah, yeah, paparazzi they be flicking while opps they be hating my mention My operation is different, my compensation is exquisite Got a taste the commission, I couldn't wait for permission They used to tell me no, now I'm the one that make the decision Big talker, big poppin, I'll be doing the most, wrist watcher, get proper when I ride in the ghost Big walker, Big offer, they not hotter than 4, you don't even have to tell them man they already know The one that's going up, big body truck, they acting like they're tough, we know well enough That we know you ain't that, and we know your crew ain't stacked Man don't run up this is facts, only talk about Hits and plaques, yeah yeah Paparazzi they be taking them flicks, cameras watching I be making them sick Walk with caution so I'm making it quick, you out too often and you stay in the mist When you popping it too often, that's the hate you can get, now they say they don't like me how you hate from the bench, I'm the one that's trending topic they playing my hits, my face is legit, ain't score but I'm gone make the assist Right now I need to decide, causeI'm intrigued by your vibe I seen the dreams in your eyes, you might not even be mine Came on the scene with your prize, I'm who you need and is fine, Like who you leaving inside, for you I'm legally blind, yeah But only for tonight, but that's OK though, we fell in love for a day though, you flew me out to Barbados, can't post you we got to lay low, out the ghetto, but you my bae though I do whatever you say though, trying to pop up I'm like a yo We can't do that got to slide on the low, when we slide to the store, locking eyes at the door Cause you ain't messing with know amateur and I ain't trying to handle you, But when I'm walking out, I'm always checking for the cameras, (huh) Paparazzi they be taking them flicks, cameras watching I be making them sick Walk with caution so I'm making it quick, you out too often and you stay in the mist When you popping it too often, that's the hate you can get, now they say they don't like me how you hate from the bench, I'm the one that's trending topic they playing my hits, my face is legit, ain't score but I'm gone make the assist
Writer(s): Joshua Antwan Newkirk, Richard Parker Wiggins, Flaujae Monae Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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