flava of the week ! Lyrics

Flava of the week

Damn this ho a freak

I just talked to God

Pray my soul clean

My boy geek oh yeah

Real dope fein

Why she sayin shi

That she don't mean

Flava of the week

Damn this ho a freak

I just talked to God

Pray my soul clean

My boy geek oh yeah

Real dope fein

Why she sayin shi

That she don't mean

Peanut butter seats, know these niggas jelly

Got this foreign ho, met her at the telle

Put dick in her belly

She don't call my celly

My shi stay on dnd so like fr…please don't text me

Bet he won't test me

I put kids all in her mouth she babysit like Jessie

How you a shooter when it's time to shoot yo ass just hesi

On go I'm always ready

I broke her heart, I'm in her nightmares I feel like Freddieeee…Kruger

Her nigga cool but I'm cooler

Damn this bitch so bad might do her

Spend the bands onna new Frank Muller

Wtf I look like beefin onna computer

She say she love me right?

Really I never knew her

Flava of the week

Damn this ho a freak

I just talked to God

Pray my soul clean

My boy geek oh yeah

Real dope fein

Why she sayin shi

That she don't mean

Flava of the week

Damn this ho a freak

I just talked to God

Pray my soul clean

My boy geek oh yeah

Real dope fein

Why she sayin shi

That she don't mean