The Flavor Lyrics - Dizzy Wright

Yo, yo, swi-swi-swi, SwizZzleFish 

Let's get 'em, let's get 'em 

Let's fuckin get em, let's get em 

Uh 

Who's bringing the flavor to your ear 

Which one of you ladies gon make it disappear (disappear) 

Who got the ganja? Know me, me time's near (times near) 

You niggas had a chance now we're taking it from here 

Funk Volume (volume, volume) 

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Somebody should've told 'em I was next 

The nigga disrespected, I had to hold him by his neck 

Sometimes these niggas need to be put in check 

See, sometimes these niggas can't comprehend respect 

They say I'm out of line, but you niggas is not around 

How you scorin' points when you standin' out of bounds? 

In other words, how you gettin' money and you ain't keeping it real? 

With no skills, playin' the field like you not a clown 

I guess somebody should put the target on the fans 

Support the bullshit and you a part of the scam 

The million-man march, my grandaddy sellin' grams 

Learned the game from a pimp (he just becoming a man, goddamn) 

Tattoo's all over my dark skin (my dark skin) 

I ain't trippin I'm building on small wins 

I know myself, so I told myself I'm all in 

For the record and the cars we just evolving (woo-haa) 

Photos 

Seat up! 

Look 

It's no conincidence they nervous when they see us comin' 

I'll kick down your door and put an end to your fuckin' function 

I ain't tryna make friends with all these rap niggas (nahh) 

I rather get tea-bagged on top of cat-litter (wauw) 

The only thing I fear is idle time... 

So I'm back on my grizzly with the Valley state of mind 

I put my all into this motherfuckin' game... 

And learn from every loss, so when I lose, it's still a gain 

Dizzy, these fools are lame - it's obvious, but it's unaddressed 

It's sad the fans got accustomed to accepting less 

I can see the clear picture even from the upper decks 

So I dumb it down to make it easy for these fools to connect 

We're bringin' that funky flavor, that new major 

F-U-N-K V-O-L-U-M-E spells danger 

To all you pussy footing rappers come and hear me out 

FV is that clique (clique) 

Something like a mouse (aha-ha-haaaaa)