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F.n.C. Lyrics by Ro Blvd

517 W QUEEN TAPE

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[Verse Thurz]
[Vinosroli??] on the wrist
Find time to reflect the lime the light they like this
Iron chef, like I'm cooking with the burner the sterner --it's murder
A livestock, filet Mignon gourmet you never heard of
Nigga with dead stock, head rocking them
Shot clock, sure shot cash --ATM
Cake walking like a candle, they wanna blow him
Walking on ice and slice what I show them
What be the level you have to be at
To read between the lines and and margins to know that
Skinny nigga do it big you weighed
Lay your guns down, du rags and pomade
Hopefully your late ass will catch the waves
Stars are born, this is the fly nigga campaign

[Hook:]
Best to grab a seat
Nod back and forth to this boulevard beat (Listen)
Best to grab a seat
Panties in the air to this boulevard beat...
You can't party with the best of them
Save the steeds, stems and stress
I'm where the best be
Sucka niggas move over

[Adlibs:]
I got polo on the cap
Fuck your high horse and hollywood park casino bet that
Now bring my money back...

[Verse Thurz]
Converse your pen, yen
Throwing that saki back
Stadium neighborhood swagger I'm trying to not be that
You’ll recall heart displaying flow chart [???] whack
Sucker niggas be lightweight sucka niggas don't associate
Sucker neighbors that hate probably hate the image they see in the mirror
Probably hate they moms probably hate god
So let my whole crew come, they could never be alarmed
Criminally killing and shit been arraigned
Stars are born, this is the fly nigga campaign

[Hook:]

[Verse Thurz]
Dolce on the frames, my currency is flow so for your dough let's exchange
The 1192 gang city riders, inflamed
I threw the cocktail Molotov thru the window pane
Burn the house down; the brush fire
Brush your teeth, shit talking I brush my attire
Of haters, of lint
I'm on my Larry Flynt
Hustler, rumbler
Sell it; no customer
Dog, no muzzler
Blog it on your tumblr, on who the illist is
Spread the word like AIDS and kids
The MOVIE that is...
You niggas see the real when you sleep like back of your eyelids
Roll lit the flame to the propane
Stars are born this is the fly nigga compaign

[Hook]
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About “F.n.C.” by Ro Blvd

Read the complete lyrics to "F.n.C." by Ro Blvd from the album "517 W QUEEN TAPE". On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap.

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"F.n.C." appears on "517 W QUEEN TAPE".

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