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Flamingo - Lyrics

Incognito (-nito)
Don't know where that he go (he go)
She go down, torpedo
I get long neck like flamingo (-mingo)
I be on top of the steeple (steeple)
I do it all for the ego (ego)
I do it all for my ego (ego)
I deserve a clap clap
Let me get a flashback
I was selling weed to all the kids out of my backpack
Just to let the cash stack
Put it in a trash bag
Saving up my studio money 'cause I'm a lab rat
I was in the back, back
Always getting laughed at
Principal telling me I was going down a bad path
Now everybody who was calling me a loser
wannabe entrepreneur, telling me I'm a badass!
Ay, chip on the shoulder,
chip on the forehead, chip on the canvas (canvas, ay!)
Ay, that big man on campus way too big for the campus (campus, ay!)
Ay, oh they want me to roll over and
do tricks for the cameras (cameras, ay!)
Ay, I don't really got a ton of manners,
all I really want to do is damage (damn!)
Incognito (-nito)
Don't know where that he go (he go)
She go down, torpedo
I get long neck like flamingo (-mingo)
I be on top of the steeple (steeple)
I do it all for the ego (ego)
I do it all for my ego (ego)
I do it all for my ego (chill!)
Incognito (-nito)
Don't know where that he go (he go)
She go down, torpedo
I get long neck like flamingo (-mingo)
I be on top of the steeple (steeple)
I do it all for the ego (ego)
I do it all for my ego
I do it all for my ego
Nah, nah
I think you get nada
Can't afford a PJ but I fly in my pajamas
I rap about my problems
This shit, I don't tell Mama
Then show my fans like "Voilà!"
I'm so fucked up, haha
In school, I just heard "blah-blah"
Teachers said I'm artistic
Either that or autistic
Tomato, tomata
I wanna make some dolla
Don't wanna be like Papa
I wanna pay his bills like magic and tell them haters ta-da
Pull up to my dad when he call on me
Pull up with a bag like it's all on me
Pull up with a chick, now she on me
Stop tugging on my shirt, that's Givenchy
That's three plus three
That's six hundred for the t-shirt
Please keep it secret, don't call my mother
I copped that shit, won't cop another
'Cause mom still workin' a job this summer
And she belong at the beach
Toes all in the sand
Mommy told me since thirteen I was grown motherfuckin' man
Groupie in the van, baby on my hand, Lady and the Tram
Damn, maybe all the glam made me what I am
And pay me in advance, take a fucking chance
Brady with the hand
I spit at the camera, I feel like I'm Pac
I do my own dance, I don't Milly Rock
Step out of line then I be on the dot
I be clean with the shots!
Incognito (-nito)
Don't know where that he go (he go)
She go down, torpedo
I get long neck like flamingo (-mingo)
I be on top of the steeple (steeple)
I do it all for the ego (ego)
I do it all for my ego (ego)
I do it all for my ego (ay!)
I'ma do it only for the people who be lookin' at
me like the competition and they wishin' I don't pop
I'ma get a 'Rarri and a Bentley and a Audi
just to put them back of the video as a prop
I don't even know about the cars but
I'ma get them all just to look in the garage
I'ma get a droptop just to be closer to God
He gon' be lookin' at me, he gon' be givin' me props
He gon' be giving me jobs, he gon' be giving me guap
He gon' be giving me bitches, they gon' be giving me top
I think I'm son of a gun, I think I'm son of a God
And I'ma be coming back if they put me up on a cross
Put me up in the chapel, put me up in the castle
I'ma be on the horsey, put me up on the saddle
Tell me who want to battle, If it isn't a hassle
Tell me who is the GOAT, and I'ma kill off the cattle
I'ma kill off a hero, now they saying I'm evil
To me though I'm like Dalai Lama
He float just like agua, agua
Deepthroat just like anaconda
They want me to be down and under,
but I jump right in with a cowabunga
I'ma come out clean, never doubt or wonder
I'ma kill them all, then I count the number
And I don't care if it's thousand gunners
And a semi automatic with the sound of thunder
I'ma get my cash like a bounty hunter
If you prayed for my fall you are out of luck-a
And my stomach growl like I'm out of supper
I'm power-hungry, this power-hunger
I eat whatever my mouth is up to
Drink sewer water right out the gutter
I'm a basket case, I'm a magic maker
Smooth as potato with an ounce of butter
I'm dirty dirty, you now will suffer
I make you cry just to shower under, motherfucker
Incognito (-nito)
Don't know where that he go (he go)
She go down, torpedo
I get long neck like flamingo (-mingo)
I be on top of the steeple (steeple)
I do it all for the ego (ego)
I do it all for my ego (ego)
I do it all for my ego (chill!)
Incognito (-nito)
Don't know where that he go (he go)
She go down, torpedo
I get long neck like flamingo (-mingo)
I be on top of the steeple (steeple)
I do it all for the ego (ego)
I do it all for my ego (ego)
I do it all for my ego

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