Chinky, Prodigy of Mobb Deep, Big Noyd - Flirting With Death lyrics
[Chinky, Prodigy of Mobb Deep, Big Noyd - Flirting With Death lyrics]
Yeah
Fuckin' ayahuasca
Psychedelic art, I use my brush
Paint pretty lil' cannabis trees
Magic mushroom, got your body (Damn)
Lookin' like candy, girl
I had a rough life, I'm just tryna chill
Live, love, laugh, and learn
Your ex fucked you over, you got burned
Now you on your Iceberg Slim shit
A frozen heart, female pimp shit
(Now that's cold)
She the fem' version of me
And we the new version of Mickey and Mallory
They never seen no shit like us
I cut a nigga neck open, don't touch
I jump straight out the
Window without thinkin'
And she'll do the same
For me without blinkin'
Flirtin' with death, her lipstick on my neck
She want me all for herself
But I ain't done with life yet (Uh)
Flirtin' with death
(QB) , her lipstick on my neck
She want me all for herself
(Yeah) , but I ain't done with life yet
She bananas and I stay with a banana clip
A gymnastic, ready and willin' to flip
Fantastic, ride without the whip
Now that's my kinda chick
She could never be a plain Jane (No)
No days of life are ever mundane (No)
Rock princess cut 'cause she got this
(Got this)
Pull up in a European goin' topless
You and I together is not to play with
We are smoke as fire and we stay lit (Tss)
Now your ex is hurtin', too late, kid
You can look, but don't touch, or get wasted
Better know you on your can't-lose, win shit
With your hourglass figure lookin' priceless
Nowhere in the world than you'd
Rather be with me and we gon' hold it down
For now and until eternity, what?
Just trust
The way we run up it, exotic in my cut
We 'bout to burn it down and
Give you all a body rush
The way we run it up, exotic in my dutch
We 'bout to burn it down and
Give you all a body rush
Flirtin' with death, her lipstick on my neck
(The way we run up it, exotic in my cut)
She want me all for herself
But I ain't done with life yet
(We 'bout to burn it down and
Give you all a body rush)
Flirtin' with death, her lipstick on my neck
(The way we run up it, exotic in my dutch)
She want me all for herself
But I ain't done with life yet
(We 'bout to burn it down and
Give you all a body rush)
Fuckin' ayahuasca
Psychedelic art, I use my brush
Paint pretty lil' cannabis trees
Magic mushroom, got your body (Damn)
Lookin' like candy, girl
I had a rough life, I'm just tryna chill
Live, love, laugh, and learn
Your ex fucked you over, you got burned
Now you on your Iceberg Slim shit
A frozen heart, female pimp shit
(Now that's cold)
She the fem' version of me
And we the new version of Mickey and Mallory
They never seen no shit like us
I cut a nigga neck open, don't touch
I jump straight out the
Window without thinkin'
And she'll do the same
For me without blinkin'
Flirtin' with death, her lipstick on my neck
She want me all for herself
But I ain't done with life yet (Uh)
Flirtin' with death
(QB) , her lipstick on my neck
She want me all for herself
(Yeah) , but I ain't done with life yet
She bananas and I stay with a banana clip
A gymnastic, ready and willin' to flip
Fantastic, ride without the whip
Now that's my kinda chick
She could never be a plain Jane (No)
No days of life are ever mundane (No)
Rock princess cut 'cause she got this
(Got this)
Pull up in a European goin' topless
You and I together is not to play with
We are smoke as fire and we stay lit (Tss)
Now your ex is hurtin', too late, kid
You can look, but don't touch, or get wasted
Better know you on your can't-lose, win shit
With your hourglass figure lookin' priceless
Nowhere in the world than you'd
Rather be with me and we gon' hold it down
For now and until eternity, what?
Just trust
The way we run up it, exotic in my cut
We 'bout to burn it down and
Give you all a body rush
The way we run it up, exotic in my dutch
We 'bout to burn it down and
Give you all a body rush
Flirtin' with death, her lipstick on my neck
(The way we run up it, exotic in my cut)
She want me all for herself
But I ain't done with life yet
(We 'bout to burn it down and
Give you all a body rush)
Flirtin' with death, her lipstick on my neck
(The way we run up it, exotic in my dutch)
She want me all for herself
But I ain't done with life yet
(We 'bout to burn it down and
Give you all a body rush)