B.o.B — Fleek

[Intro] (Dance, dance, dance, dance) Fleek, fleek, fleek, fleek (Dance, dance, dance, dance) Fleek (Dance, dance, dance, dance) [Hook: B.o.B.] Nigga got swag on fleek Thumbin' through the money all week Saw the cash then she got geeked, on fleek Fleek, on fleek Fleek, on fleek [Verse 1: B.o.B.] Every single thing on fleek, bitch Fleekwood Mac that's me, bitch Don't be askin' where the trunk at The engine right behind the seat, bitch Just hopped off the G6, snake skin belt from Egypt One hand on the Bible, ask my homie Jesus Aye, walked in with swag and the dope Spillin' champagne, where my manners go? If you ain't talkin' money I don't answer phones She brought a nigga good weed and some dome And I'm stoned, pockets fat that's Angie Stone I stand alone, with a fleet like this I can't belong [Hook] [Verse 2: Lin-Z] Eyebrows stay on fleek, bitch Get 'em done twice a week, bitch Get ya nigga out my DM Pussy game stay on fleek, bitch Chanel bag match my feet, bitch I ain't got time for broke hoes Bitch you know those ain't your clothes YOLO ho you so-so R-red bone, yellow bone Real hair, hella long Loud weed, megaphone Nails on fleek, Giuseppe's on Bitches mad cause I'm on now Panties matchin' my purses Would fuck your nigga with your pussy But he can't pay for these verses [Hook] [Verse 3: London Jae] Designer jeans on me Nigga tryna clone me These bitches wanna bone me Real shit, no bologna Fleek I paid a thousand dollars for these shades You ain't got these, fleek Rich niggas in the room, have a motherfuckin' seat Fast car, bad ho Big bankroll, can't even fold though Clean as a whistle hoppin' out the four door My bitch stay fleek, can't even control yours Up all night, I'm taking NoDoz If I ain't got none, I'm taking your ho Two bitches at a time Tell them hoes stay in line And bring some more hoes, aye [Hook]