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  • Lookin' too fly walkin' to the bar
    N*ggas wanna stop askin' who I are
    Hands on my waist tryna find out
    If I'm gonna flip off of one drink and can he get down
    I'm a rock hip-hop pop star
    Can't check out the door in a fast car
    Never run from nothin' when I come thru
    Roll with the realest that can take out your whole crew
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    I don't like to dance to a slow song
    You too close and I can't get my groove on
    Drop a beat and let a girl feel somethin'
    I'm so gutter watch me two-step to somethin'
    Tippy-toes tip and make a mean walk
    I ain't tryna listen to your big talk
    High off my drink for the third time
    Boy come and get it watch me make these n*ggas fall in line
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    Bout to head to the hills 'fore I pass out
    Get my coat from the check 'fore I spaz out
    Pull my whip to the front and I jump in
    Catch a look comin' from the n*ggas in the black Benz
    Red light and now they tryna hop in
    (Remember when I was in school I was your boyfriend)
    Got the tint so we never entertain those
    Hungry-ass groupies on the phone like they got hoes
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    Now I'm feelin' m'm m'm good
    Eyes filled up with the bloodshots
    Look like a lay-up with the legs out
    Now he's tryna get a lick but I'm all gone
    Keep keep talkin'
    Keep keep talkin'
    Keep keep talkin'
    Keep keep talkin'
    Who's this man who's not star
    Yet you wondering who I are
    On track with rock hip-hop star the pop star
    Who the man behind hot bars?
    Smoke I'm soon to be popular
    Now where he from
    Is it my city your city
    All you need to know I come from a **** city
    Never shoot the boys still keep the **** Bentley
    Text to the cush with a chase of the Henny
    And when I'm lookin' for a freak really picky-picky
    And if it smell icky tell her pull up her Vickie's
    But if it smell alright I might do the licky-licky
    Let you suck on my neck but please no hickie-hickies
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    (Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    I can make a whole song talk s*it!
  • [00:11.84]Lookin' too fly walkin' to the bar
    [00:14.69]N*ggas wanna stop askin' who I are
    [00:17.59]Hands on my waist tryna find out
    [00:20.01]If I'm gonna flip off of one drink and can he get down
    [00:23.16]I'm a rock hip-hop pop star
    [00:26.07]Can't check out the door in a fast car
    [00:29.14]Never run from nothin' when I come thru
    [00:31.45]Roll with the realest that can take out your whole crew
    [00:35.01](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [00:37.67](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [00:40.44](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [00:43.11]I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    [00:46.39](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [00:49.00](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [00:51.88](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [00:54.26]I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    [00:57.72]I don't like to dance to a slow song
    [01:00.88]You too close and I can't get my groove on
    [01:03.69]Drop a beat and let a girl feel somethin'
    [01:06.13]I'm so gutter watch me two-step to somethin'
    [01:09.39]Tippy-toes tip and make a mean walk
    [01:12.55]I ain't tryna listen to your big talk
    [01:15.45]High off my drink for the third time
    [01:17.70]Boy come and get it watch me make these n*ggas fall in line
    [01:21.15](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [01:23.85](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [01:26.67](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [01:29.18]I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    [01:32.61](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [01:35.22](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [01:38.16](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [01:40.56]I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    [01:43.92]Bout to head to the hills 'fore I pass out
    [01:47.01]Get my coat from the check 'fore I spaz out
    [01:49.84]Pull my whip to the front and I jump in
    [01:52.32]Catch a look comin' from the n*ggas in the black Benz
    [01:55.83]Red light and now they tryna hop in
    [01:58.34](Remember when I was in school I was your boyfriend)
    [02:01.43]Got the tint so we never entertain those
    [02:03.98]Hungry-ass groupies on the phone like they got hoes
    [02:07.11](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [02:09.87](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [02:12.82](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [02:15.22]I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    [02:18.63](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [02:21.40](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [02:24.24](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [02:26.81]I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    [02:30.24]Now I'm feelin' m'm m'm good
    [02:33.29]Eyes filled up with the bloodshots
    [02:36.41]Look like a lay-up with the legs out
    [02:38.71]Now he's tryna get a lick but I'm all gone
    [02:41.93]Keep keep talkin'
    [02:44.75]Keep keep talkin'
    [02:47.70]Keep keep talkin'
    [02:50.66]Keep keep talkin'
    [02:53.00]Who's this man who's not star
    [02:55.37]Yet you wondering who I are
    [02:57.09]On track with rock hip-hop star the pop star
    [02:59.76]Who the man behind hot bars?
    [03:01.87]Smoke I'm soon to be popular
    [03:04.37]Now where he from
    [03:06.46]Is it my city your city
    [03:07.97]All you need to know I come from a **** city
    [03:10.79]Never shoot the boys still keep the **** Bentley
    [03:13.57]Text to the cush with a chase of the Henny
    [03:16.48]And when I'm lookin' for a freak really picky-picky
    [03:19.44]And if it smell icky tell her pull up her Vickie's
    [03:22.42]But if it smell alright I might do the licky-licky
    [03:25.15]Let you suck on my neck but please no hickie-hickies
    [03:28.13](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [03:31.03](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [03:33.76](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [03:36.33]I can make a whole song talk s*it!
    [03:39.66](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [03:42.40](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [03:45.31](Hicky-Hicky-Hicky) Aww s*it!
    [03:47.82]I can make a whole song talk s*it!