Flickin - Kidz In The Hall

See, tell me what you flickin' like

Tell, tell me what you flickin' like

Live life like make believe

Red tee top on, gangsta lean

Fresh off tour where I’m makin' Gs

This type shit that a gangsta dream

Pray to the city, put faith in me

Rebound, boxed out, make space for me

Shit on point like Rafer be

Charlie think, why think majorly?

We major league, so pay per V

I-E double you faithfully

Prolly why your ho be chasin' me

Like grenadine, I been a fiend

For the M-I-C in NYC

VIP with a PYT

Just 19 but don’t need ID

Cause she 33−24−33 (3, 3, 3)

See, that’s what we call a brick house

We 'bout to blow like when she put my dick out

Respect the game, don’t call the broad

Think about that, just call it off

He’s so ho but hardly cough, hardly cough

Every time you sleep at night

That’s what I be livin' like

Cartier is on my face

Cadillac be whizzin' by-y-y-y-y

Tell me I ain’t flickin' like tha-a-at (Like that?)

Like tha-a-at (Like that?)

Bubbly overflow my glass

Two hundred is on the dash

No, it ain’t my birthday

But you see me spendin' caaaash

Tell me I ain’t flickin' like tha-a-at (Like that?)

Like tha-a-at (Like that?)

(Right, right, right)

See, tell me what you flickin' like

(Like, like, like)

See, tell me what you flickin' like

Pimp, ka-pimp, in my own fuckin' mind (Mind, mind, mind)

All-black dance, 10D pants, shirty tho' thick

No romance, skin like cocoa

Bounce like pogo, toss like Romo

Fly kids call my closet dojo

Rich boy, but don’t know Polow

Donned in Polo, man on the horse is the logo

Y’all ho’s know, say she don’t

Then she gets crazy, clownin', Bozo

Leave solo like them plastic cups, as we fuck

Backseat Chuck blastin'

That passion tha', as she suck

I might be crashin'

Nah, I be steady on my whip game proper

And fresher than Binaca, cuh

Cartier be the frame on the eye

Flick game proper, not a stain on the guy

Wilhelmina M put a name in his ride

And he still act like when he stayed off Clyde

Whip like van in Fast and Furious

Eastside crazy, High Park serious

C-cup redbone, so bi-curious

My life so damn luxurious (Why?)

Hennessey and Hypno the pairing (Why?)

Don’t worry, be happy like McFerrin

George Daniels' church suit

T.D. Jakes' church loot

Dream like this pimp tight

I blow through and.

(Right, right, right)

See, tell me what you flickin' like

(Like, like, like)

See, tell me what you flickin' like

(Right, right, right)

See, tell me what you flickin' like

Tell me what you flickin' like

T-tell me what you flickin' like