Flex

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It's your boy Efi Cruise yea yea
(what you saying mama)

Those pants tight girl, I ain't goan lie
And you know that they fit rite baby
Got me thinking you the one for me girl
It's a strange feeling, but times ain't rite cause

My mandem inna the corner
With a red eye and a dollar
Ain't nobody getting younger
Say the Boko dey cause wahala
Mandem inna the corner
With a red eye and a dollar
Ain't nobody getting younger
Say the Popo dey cause wahala
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So me say
New flex, its a new flex
Shaku-shaku people, make you no vex now
Two step, do the two step
90's baby, man a never lazy
See me and my brothers, we no want no problem so
Bad energy we hafi chant the away
I seen hell oh, you don't know the half of it
Brother from the North side him a say ranke-dede

Them nights with Solo and Chicobele
What you saying Oh
You're not gonna play me oh
Man a still trapping in a bando
Trapping in a bando
Trap trap trapping in a bando oh
Trapping in a bando
(Oh oh trapping in a band)

Ariginal
On a lighter note, on a lighter note

When my girl gets Horny she say Anlele!
Je-alo koro, kin ba e soro
Boy wonder command give me sugar
You're the one I desire

You know that I was born in November
Boy na' make me loose my temper
So me tell her, coolu temper eh
Baby coolu temper

Cause girl you know I'm nice with it
Don't I always make you feel rite with it
Do it anyway you like, all night baby
Cause I'm the one who drives you crazay'

Times I had you moving like a jellyfish girl
Got me hoping you will never leave
Cause girl you had my medicine
You be doing things I ain't never seen

But my mandem inna the corner
With a red eye and a dollar
Aint nobody getting younger
Say the Boko dey cause wahala
Mandem inna the corner
With a red eye and a dollar
Aint nobody getting younger
Say the Popo dey cause wahala



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Writer(s): Efi Cruise
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