Yung Simmie - Fancy lyrics

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Yung Simmie - Fancy lyrics

[Intro] Damn right I'm fancy, n***a, what you is? You bum-a** n***a Sipping lean out of a gla** Pinky up, king sh**, we still mobbing, ho [Hook] Pinky up, sipping lean, b**h I'm fancy I pull off with eight b**hes, I'm too fancy I'll take your b**h, don't you dare me I f**ed her all night, it was fancy Fancy -- don't act fancy Hitters at your front door to leave the scene nasty Actin' like you don't know my crew's so fancy Fancy -- my b**h so fancy [Verse 1] Pour up then I sip Pull up then I dip I keep a fancy b**h; all these b**hes on my dick Never cuff 'em, give 'em sh** Barry Bonds with the stick Getting fancy on a n***a; I won't miss, I bet I hit Getting fancy with the Ruger, James Bond, don't you slip James Worthy, you ain't worthy, hundred rounds in the clip Like I'm Trinidad James, all gold f**ing stick Cook a n***a like he food, hella fancy with the dish She never make a mess because she fancy with the dick She pull up with her friends, yeah, that's a fancy b**h And never falling off because she on that fancy tip Pretty nine and I keep a fancy clip [Hook] Pinky up, sipping lean, b**h I'm fancy I pull off with eight b**hes, I'm too fancy I'll take your b**h, don't you dare me I f**ed her all night, it was fancy Fancy -- don't act fancy Hitters at your front door, to leave the scene nasty Actin' like you don't know my crew's so fancy Fancy -- my b**h so fancy [Verse 2] Pull up then I smoke You already know Hella white b**hes geeked up on the flo' Hella goons coming like a f**ing mixtape She wanna f** me now 'til I scream, "b**h, wait" Simmie be that n***a quick to tell 'em that he fake I split your cerebellum, pistol whip him in the face Fancy young n***a, f** her on the first date Fancy young n***a, f**ing b**hes different state Put the money in my hand or I'll put you in your place I'm fancy, but I don't f**ing play Ride by, broad day, with the fancy-a** K I ain't talking Sleeping Beauty, how I made the n***a lay [Hook] Pinky up, sipping lean, b**h I'm fancy I pull off with eight b**hes, I'm too fancy I'll take your b**h, don't you dare me I f**ed her all night, it was fancy Fancy -- don't act fancy Hitters at your front door, to leave the scene nasty Actin' like you don't know my crew's so fancy Fancy -- my b**h so fancy