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FREDDIE GIBBS | FUNK FLEX | FREESTYLE! (REMIX)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Freddie Gibbs
Freddie Gibbs
Vocals
Edgar "JV" Etienne
Edgar "JV" Etienne
Performer
Harmony Samuels
Harmony Samuels
Performer
Kelly Price
Kelly Price
Vocals
Norman Feels
Norman Feels
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben "Lambo" Lambert
Ben "Lambo" Lambert
Songwriter
Kelly Price
Kelly Price
Songwriter
Norman Soloman
Norman Soloman
Songwriter
Norva Denton
Norva Denton
Songwriter
Fredrick Tipton
Fredrick Tipton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Freddie Gibbs
Freddie Gibbs
Executive Producer
Ben "Lambo" Lambert
Ben "Lambo" Lambert
Executive Producer
Norva Denton
Norva Denton
Executive Producer
Edgar "JV" Etienne
Edgar "JV" Etienne
Co-Producer
Harmony Samuels
Harmony Samuels
Co-Producer
Kevin “No Credit” Spencer
Mixing Engineer
Super Miles
Super Miles
Producer
Allen Swoope
Allen Swoope
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, you feel me? We rented out the whole top floor, ya dig? South Beach, tsk, turn me up, Thirst I had- I had all- I had to get all my hoes here Everybody needed a room Damn, yeah (I was just too jiggy) Big Rabbit (yeah-yeah) They said we couldn't do this shit like- (yeah-yeah, yeah, a-yeah-yeah) Yeah-yeah, a-yeah, a-yeah Faded let the fields in the dope, uh Used to sleep on the air mattress my bitch strap on the floor, uh Big homie would sell me shit, heard the West Coast got that coke, uh Fuck niggas see me now, I chuck the dеuces and I float On them motherfuckin' rubbеr bands Jump straight out the pot straight to a cluckin' hen Streets is strickly business fuck your homie I'm your pusha man They say talking reckless on this shit might get me booked again Dropped another album Cocaine Rabbit got 'em shook again Gary niggas you either with us or you against us They tried to play us 'cause the Jacksons barely came to visit They had the big bro locked in Westville, yeah, I made them visits You back outside it's time for you to play a new position Fuck them niggas, I still wish them well because I love them niggas Bulletproof the fleet I'm in the streets But it's hard to touch a nigga Next up I might slay 'em in Cullinans, different colors nigga Big rabbit I had to Phonte 'em, my Little Brother niggas (Blackness!) You feel me? You know what I'm sayin' Had to little brother, had to, you know what I'm sayin' Peewee Herman, you're little Peewee, you know what I mean? Had to show you how small he is, you know what I'm sayin'? Compared to the Big Rabbit, you know what I'm sayin', the big lord Different color hoes, you know what I'm sayin' Sorry, Umar They said I couldn't do it But I did it Make it, bitch They say it couldn't be done Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah They said I couldn't make it They didn't know I'm gon' scrape it You said you'd forgive me We knew what it could be With you by my side But Jesus I'm gon' rise Couldn't be done We will make it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah They said it couldn't be done Welcome to the Triple-S Hotel Resort and Casino Where your pleasure is our priority
Writer(s): Freddie Gibbs, Norva Denton, Miles Ellington Franklin, Kelly Price Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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