FLYBOY TARANTINO - The Return of the Broward County Fingalata lyrics

[Intro] Ok, but you guys can't watch this time. It'll mess up my funky flow Aye, aye, ha. This sh** is [?] Oh no [Verse 1] Crew in my cut, we ain't f**ing with new n***as, yo You can't sit with us. On my momma, bust you n***as Keep on acting tough, like you keep a bunch of shooters, boy You n***as fruit punch, f** your b**h, she with the [?], aye Pop up out the cut, you can't see me, now you see me, boy I'm really 'bout my buds, throw it back one time for Stevie Put my finger in her bu*t, now i'm feeling like I [?] I go dump, inside go re-re, very rare on your T.V I'm that fat [?], pack smoking, n***a sipping jubilee Got that pink, that yellow belly sipping, before i keep the treat Gold in my mouth (Yeah) Gold in my mouth, f** around and tell the dentist pull a, pull a 14 carat [?] Ok, pull up do my dance man, guess im tying to cash in, DJ pat my best friend, kilo my right hand man Told them n***as i go hard, she said, "Flyboy, he so raw.", she want me to hit it raw Woke up faded, boy i'm lost. Now she wanna lick the sauce b**h im dripping, watch me draw. Watch her pop, lock, and drop She gon' drop it like it's hot She gon' ask me what i'm on, I said, "b**h i'm on this guac." Put my penis on her shoulder, she say, "Steven, can you stop?" Boy, I feel like triple ace, 'cause I hit them with the hammer Boy, I feel like MC Hammer Boy, I don't have on pajamas I'm a bad mama-jamma, reckless n***a with some grandma Flyboy Tarantino, get it, I might change my name to Santa [Outro] 'Cause I got them hoes, aye 'Cause i got them hoes, aye I might change my name to Santa 'cause i got them hoes, Ok 'Cause I got them hoes, aye 'Cause i got them hoes, aye Flyboy Tarantino, get it 'cause i got them hoes, aye 'Cause I got them hoes, Ok 'Cause i got them hoes, Ok I might change my name to Santa 'cause i got them hoes, Ok 'Cause I got them hoes, Ok 'Cause i got them hoes, aye Flyboy Tarantino, get it 'cause i got them hoes, aye