Royce Da 5?9?

Royce Da 5?9? - Flow Boy lyrics

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[Intro - Royce Talking]

Shout out to my nigga B-Love. Music pro

"Invasion"

C'mon.



[Verse 1]

Yes, Bic

They call me the Flow Boy

I'm dope

I'm about dope, I'm a Dope Boy

The mag light up like a glow toy

I let it go

I got a couple skeleton's in my past to show for it

No disrespect to Mistah F.A.B. 

But nigga I ain't never really been out flowed by no boy

Your food look just right

I'ma eat your porridge

Even though I'm full as a motherfucker like no storage

I kid you not

I spit too hot to diss you

Man, I should go out and challenge a blow torch

Respect no boy

Except maybe Bun B

I'm from the place with the area code Shady 1-3

Fuck ?

I'm in some new jeans and Gucci's 

Rockin' a District 81 tee

I ain't sayin' I'm a ladies man

All I'm sayin' is

Nigga I don't want every lady that want me

So, do the math nigga

They be like, 

"Damn, Nickel you be runnin' through hoes/holes like you a shoe string"

I tell you two thangs

One

Don't ever disrespect me

Two

Call me "God" like you from Wu-Tang

I put a bullet inside you cause the truth ain't

Your record deal advance to me

Is loose change

Nigga, is you sane?

I'm the shit

I don't smoke but I've been known to light up a Square like butane

The fame made me wait

But not the hoes nigga

I don' fucked mo' than Big Daddy Kane in '88

So tell your man to get back

If the dogs with me, they obedient

I lift a finger up from my hand they attackin'

I like my hoes fast

I like my cars fast

Fuck it I should just go out and date Danica Patrick

I manufacture maniac rap if you askin'

Put life back in hip hop and put it back in it's casket

Fuck peace

You should try to dap and bury the hatchet

Then I'ma clap you and find somewhere to bury the ratchet



[Chorus]

The flow boy is in the buildin' tonight

You know I

(Flow boy) 

Whassup?

(Go boy)

C'mon

The flow boy is in the buildin' tonight

You know I

(Flow boy) 

C'mon

(Go boy)

Let's go

(Flow boy is in the building)

You know I

(Flow by)

Whassup?

(Go boy)

Let's go

(Flow boy is in the building)

You know I

(Flow boy)

I'ma 

(Go boy)

C'mon



[Verse 2]

And yeah, ain't nobody true as us

You ain't gotta like me

I like me enough for the two of us

Don't compare me to the best rapper alive

I contemplate suicide to be compared to the best rapper that died

I'm killin' with them Boyz N The Hood like Cuba Gooding

I go to the place in the hood that the shooter shouldn't

We do the casing, you do the bookin'

Like the police

Speaking of them

We the reason they do the lookin'

I'm the label

I do the songs, I do the pushin'

So I'm sittin' on top of the world while you the cushion

I clean pussies up

Yeah, I do the douching

I'm Bill Cosby's teaspoon

And you the pudding

My cousin Eye is crazy

All I gotta do is wave and yeah, it's bye bye baby

I'm higher than Wayne and I rhyme like crazy

I shoot a nigga's ass with the nine like Gravy

I should like Shady

I keep a dime like Haley in a dark brown creme gut Klondike Sadie

It's like my kidney's compensate for what my liver couldn't

I'm a wolf, to kill me you're gonna need a silver bullet

Any one of you niggas fuck with me then it'll heat up

Y'all do nigga's beats

I make niggas give the beat up

Any nigga step up

I'ma make him step back

With either that Tec blaaat blaaat

Or that fifty caliber gold plated Desert Eazy

That's for who ever rebellious

The cartridge to it lookin' like The Legend Of Zelda

Born winner

Rhymin' like there's two horns in him

After I win the battle rap

I'ma blow your motherfuckin' head off

So you can call me a sore winner

I fuck with The Game

The rest of y'all give a fuck about too much shit

Me, I don't give a fuck about nothin'

I don't give a fuck about shit, but the outfit

My name fall out your mouth

I'm at your house quick

You don't want them boys at your crib

About six

Ready to let out a clip

Like "Rap about this"

My crew is like your audience

We clap about shit

We sick

We don't be fightin' nobody

We probably fight each other whenever we drunk

That's about it

Approach the enemy with caution

Born leader

My identity is ?

Awe, ain't he awesome?

I've been known to stick a nigga

No homo

My dick get hard when I feel on the trigger nigga

Murder every verse

My rhyme is like a heavy hearse 

Each word is deeper than cemetery dirt

That fully automatic

I pull it and let him work

Do him a favor and spray his head

I ain't gonna let him hurt

You better watch your mouth

Cause I can knock you out

But I'd rather give the glock somethin' to talk about

I'm in your bushes with the ump, thumpin' 

Y'all about to dance with the one night stand

Soon as you +Walk It Out+

Give you the afterlife

You got a smart mouth

You a dick and a pussy like you a hermaphrodite

Assassinate you this evenin'

It's assassin-night

Have you weezin' 

You and Eddie Murphy can laugh alike 

The Revival

You can call it the Preme project

But it's violent

You should call it the pork and bean project



[Chorus]

The flow boy is in the buildin' tonight

You know I

(Flow boy) 

Whassup?

(Go boy)

C'mon

The flow boy is in the buildin' tonight

You know I

(Flow boy) 

C'mon

(Go boy)

Let's go

(Flow boy is in the building)

You know I

(Flow by)

Whassup?

(Go boy)

Let's go

(Flow boy is in the building)

You know I

(Flow boy)

I'ma 

(Go boy)

C'mon



[Outro]

Now that's how you body a beat

Man, if I got to say, "I'm the shit fool" one more time...

somebody gonna get urinated on. And then boo boo'd on

And then a nut busted on. Happy Bar Exam 2 bitches
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