40 Flavors Songtext
von Mari

I like my women flavored
And in tune with her savior
With independent paper
Chase that, yeah fuck your haters
Won′t you do me this favor
We need bout 40 acres
Me and niggas payment
Right now, no pay me later woo
Right now, no pay me later
We steady chasin' paper
Get fucked over by neighbors
So when we get the (gun cock)
Right now, no pay me later


I just fucked me a check up
Bills bills bills bills
Working hard just to step up
Hills hills hills hills
Chill lil niggas you feel
Not enough logic
In the field
Not enough Jacks
Too many Jills
Not enough crack
Too many pills
Tryna take flight A-Meli Ear
Mari World Tour a milly there
Can I get what - Amile yea?
One Blessing two, a milli prayers
God damn you hot baby
Sure that ain′t way too many layers
Cleopatra you my flavor
World takeover for the heirs
Too many crabs in the bucket
Too many crabs say fuck it
Too many warring like buffet
Too many selfish no couplets
No armies no nothing
We do harm no loving
Too many pigs in the sty
Too many killers in the Chi
Not a lot of food for my soul
But Lord knows I'm faithful
Can't trust these ratchet hoes
But Lord knows I′m faithful
I say Lord knows I′m faithful
I just let him know that I'm grateful
And imma tell it all no fables
Imma tell it all no fables
They still bumping my old shit
And I′m still praying I ball out
And money is all I ask for
Cause nowadays I'm all out
What that make me, a cop-out?
Cause goddamn I wanna save souls
I don′t rap a lot I just rock out
And Jimmy brown on these lame hoes
Jimmy Brown on these lame hoes
Do the Jimmy Brown on these lame hoes

I like my women flavored
And in tune with her savior
With independent paper
Chase that, yeah fuck your haters
Won't you do me this favor
We need bout 40 acres
Me and niggas payment
Right now, no pay me later woo
Right now, no pay me later
We steady chasin′ paper
Get fucked over by neighbors
So when we get the (gun cock)
Right now, no pay me later