Monday, June 20, 2011

"It's On - Flow Fam" Lyrics

Yeahhh

Flow Fam is out muthafucker..

Yo.. we cool like CoolAid, you about as cool as AIDS.. haha

Bitch.

Yeah.. uhuh.. yuh

SonaOne
It's time to fest up, you's a muthafucking child molester,
Them girls ain't legal you gotta wait another five semesters,
Did you think you were still in fuckin' high school?
Come on, girls really hate being lied to,

I know with most of them bitches you never stuck it in,
Annatasha you are hot, but you can't fuckin' sing,
Ey yo the twenty two, we bring it like you never do,
Thing is you for avenue, we revenue, you residue,

And now we'll never stop, until you fade away,
Prince of Damansara, jangan lebih-lebih,
With that fuckin' lisp you sound like a constipated ape,
Now, watch as your career turns a darker shade of grey,

Now, I am being brutally honest,
You about to get eaten like a pool of piranhas,
And imma, go to your house and imma piss on your carpet,
Ripple your condoms, and scream out 'Mission Accomplished!'

Chorus
It's on (on), this is muthafucking on (on),
It's so on (on), it's muthafucking on (on).. (say whatttt)
On (on), it's muthafuckin' on (on),
Yes it's so on (on), it's muthafuckin' on (on),

Karmal
Another nice rap, to wrap Cap Rice,
With all the double meaning, you get attacked twice,
My skill is like magic, now here's another classic,
You bein' in the scene, that shit is kinda tragic,

I'll give you free schooling, my own stunt class,
Guess who's the big bully, I'll make you front last,
I got a question, answer this right dude,
Why all your videos, shot at a high school?

No need for Lamborghinis, my game is sway ballin',
I only need words, then they just stay fallin',
I turn them girls of yours, and make them my bitches,
Too high up in the sky, that's why you'll never reach us,

Yeah this is Flow Fam, get rich or die tryin',
You claim to be the prince? You need to stop lyin',
We got the brains and balls to say what we like,
Lets see if you have it, post up your reply... bitch..

It's on (on), this is muthafucking on (on),
It's so on (on), it's muthafucking on (on).. (say whatttt)
On (on), it's muthafuckin' on (on),
Yes it's so on (on), it's muthafuckin' on (on),

Qbe
Yo, I gotta school you, I think you kinda stupid,
But ain't no point though, you really all up on them school kids,
You play with chasy, but you lookin' like a bitch at it,
I'll make you cake without even a single glitch at it,

You just a bitch faggot, with makeup and lipstick,
And word on the street is you don't rap, you fuckin' lipsync,
You fuckin dipshit, lets do the tango,
Heard you want a Lambo, but muthafucker can't drive a Stateshift,

This ain't no Ripleys, better best believe it,
But the raps ain't need it, you sound good only if tipsy,
Or partially retarded, safety from up on the corpus,
I'll claw my ( ? ) back without having to look like garbage,

You sound like I'm a Martian, homie you just a joke,
The butt of it all, so imma smoke you with a soak like... sssss
It's fuckin' easy, see I got the laugh though,
It's Qbe, peace and peasy.

Chorus
It's on (on), this is muthafucking on (on),
It's so on (on), it's muthafucking on (on).. (say whatttt)
On (on), it's muthafuckin' on (on),
Yes it's so on (on), it's muthafuckin' on (on),

It's on (on), this is muthafucking on (on),
It's so on (on), it's muthafucking on (on).. (say whatttt)
On (on), it's muthafuckin' on (on),
Yes it's so on (on), it's muthafuckin' on (on)


It's on futhamuckas! Download link is in the video above, so download it! This song is old, but as the saying goes, 'old, but gold' :)

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