Flexin On My Baby Mama Lyrics - Singles - 2 Chainz

I say I take care of my kids but I'm flexing on my baby mama 

I'm like, "Damn, I shouldve wore a condom" 

Boom boom boom 

My shoes sold out in one day 

Pull out the blueprint pumping that Gunplay 

In a Maybach, pockets stay fat 

So fly I could parallel park on a fucking runway 

Going down a one way the wrong way 

Shoot barrel long range, swag like pro ball 

Gave her a ring, phone call 

Money talk, pole vault 

Walked in, drove off 

So comfortable at the dealership, I don't take my robe off 

I wake up and I get to it 

Breakfast time I might sea food it 

Lunch time I might lamb chop it 

And all you do is talk shit like you eating booty 

Southside in my bloodstream 

Smoking on that propane 

I can tell your ass one thing I like getting head wearing both chains 

All white with no stains 

I been trapping fore the Grammy nods 

I been counting money so long Imma need a damn hand massage 

So many cars I can barely park 

So many cars I need another damn garage 

I'm famous with my fam around 

Damn, I wish I had my dad around 

Gave my nigga a Lamborghini so that's a motherfucking lamb-me-down 

Watch how Imma kill em for the summer 

Watch how I'mma kill em 

Watch how Imma kill em for the summer 

Watch how I'mma kill em 

I'm just flexing on my baby mama 

I'm just flexing 

I'm just flexing on my baby mama 

I'm just flexing 

Watch how Imma kill em for the summer 

Watch how I'mma kill em 

Watch how Imma kill em for the summer 

Watch how I'mma kill em 

I'm just flexing on my baby mama 

I'm just flexing 

I'm just flexing on my baby mama 

I'm just flexing 

European style, my dress code 

Gunshots in the club, echo 

Walk around with a .36 with six shots in my .38 Special 

Black car, black Timbs 

Bank of America back then 

She tryna tell me her life story 

And all I want is a lap dance 

Good times smoking J's, rocking J's 

I'm the rap earn it boss 

If I paint a canvas it be Melee 

Firearms, Viacom, maricón 

If she bad I invite her home 

Buying chains like I'm buying homes 

Rims taller than Kevin Harts Ride Along 

Them rhinestones, you ain't shining, nigga 

I ain't hiding so you ain't gotta find me, nigga 

All my clothes are designer, nigga 

And my backseat reclining, nigga 

Came in rocking all gold 

And Im fucking all yall hoes 

Smoking on that lean Henney 

Sipping on that hard boiled 

This that get back, click clack get back 

Smoking on raw paper, this ain't zigzags 

Snakeskin wallpaper, rose gold chandelier 

I'm looking for a baby eater 

Can I get a volunteer? 

Watch how Imma kill em for the summer 

Watch how I'mma kill em 

Watch how Imma kill em for the summer 

Watch how I'mma kill em 

I'm just flexing on my baby mama 

I'm just flexing 

I'm just flexing on my baby mama 

I'm just flexing 

Watch how Imma kill em for the summer 

Watch how I'mma kill em 

Watch how Imma kill em for the summer 

Watch how I'mma kill em 

I'm just flexing on my baby mama 

I'm just flexing 

I'm just flexing on my baby mama 

I'm just flexing 

I say I take care of my kids but Im flexing on my baby mama 

I'm like, "Damn, I shouldve wore a condom" 

Boom boom boom 

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