Flavor Young Dro (Ft. T.I. & Tokyo Jetz)

[Chorus: Young Dro]
My belt, my shoes, my pants, that's flavor
My braud, her ass, her bag, that's flavor
This Bentley, this Chevy, this [?], that's flavor
I grind, this paper, that bag, that's flavor

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Everyday, wake up
Dress up, keep flexin
House on the hill, 5 mill, no nabors
My life straight flavor, a mill, [?]
Say what? She will
So what, don't care
Bankrolls falling off of me, you get off of me
Your bitch say "he's too soft for me"
Can't keep her off of me
I know shauty gon get with the program
Give it to her, shout out to the whole gram
Rep [?] she say "war" now
Fuck her hard, shauty hollar "slow down"
Redekerate her pussy, add some flavor to it
Girl, I'm getting cold now
Shauty, I don't wanna spoil you
Take you somewhere and enjoy you
Lay you down and explore your body, [?]
I'm drippin, this shit is ignerent
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