A Flex Lyrics by Dawn Richard
He won’t get with me ‘cause I’m freaky
I pour the liquor up and I’m feelin’ litty, litty
He a Southern boy with a bank Rollie
That mean he got the time to spend it on a baddie
He got me twisted like a roll-up
He the type to keep it goin’ — I’m like “hold up”
His eyes on me and ooh, I’m a show-off
He keep it cocky ‘cause he know I’m ’bout to take off
Baby don’t leave
Baby don’t leave
I call him when I show up
I’m naked from my head to the floor
He packin’ real big — that’s a grower
Let me take a ride on it, that’s a trooper
I’m a very freaky girl
I keep it in the pocket when I twirl
Move it all around — tilt-a-whirl
You ain’t gonna wanna leave my world
Baby don’t leave
Baby don’t leave
I’m bendin’ like I’m part of Cirque du Soleil
He beat it up like his name Cassius Clay
He know he want this — ugh, strangé
He hoppin’, I’ma fall — Pompeii
I’m servin’ a platter of me, he better eat the whole plate
This isn’t amuse-bouche, this is the entrée
I’m lookin’ to pass out before dessert’s ate
I should be in your mouth — just call me Colgate
Baby don’t leave
Baby don’t leave
Yeah, I said I’m lookin’ for mo
I said I’m lookin’ for mo
Motels (Baby Don’t Leave)
Yeah, I said I’m lookin’ for mo
I said I’m lookin’ for mo
Motels (Baby Don’t Leave)
Yeah, I said I’m lookin’ for mo
I said I’m lookin’ for mo
Motels (Baby Don’t Leave)
Yeah, I said I’m lookin’ for mo
I said I’m lookin’ for mo
Motels (Baby Don’t Leave)
