Frontin'
๐ต 1078 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:53 duration
๐ ID: 31251885
๐ Lyrics
I'm a hustler, peddler --pusher
Salt n' pepper, I don't know how to tell her
But she look better, yes sir I'm leaving
Treason, guilty red-handedly filthy, explicit
Get it, police pay a visit like never
Sketchers, all of them around us
Cooked like a flounder
Booked, read them off the breaker
No look pass placer, don't fake
Buckets
Flush it, evidence is gone
Eatin' my custard like what's wrong
Accustomed to winning
Been denied corner like a loaner
Next week I'm hanging with Wynona Ryder
Get my driving shoes out the dryer
They don't belong, like you on a flyer
Finished up my custard like what's wrong
If you a superstar, they can't deny ya'
Prove them bamas' wrong, if not, they just gonna' call you a liar
Yo, Yo, Stop Frontin'
Fishing, she told me that she miss me
Could it be that I was up on TV, miss me
Herb like Tim Duncan, never
Forever I be pumpin' like cocaine propeller planes in bad weather
Gettin' it, me and Lou
we high top kickin' it
Me and London Michael, right-side drive, whippin' it
Yeah, I know it's sickenin' barf
Creating this type of living is an art
Salt n' pepper, I don't know how to tell her
But she look better, yes sir I'm leaving
Treason, guilty red-handedly filthy, explicit
Get it, police pay a visit like never
Sketchers, all of them around us
Cooked like a flounder
Booked, read them off the breaker
No look pass placer, don't fake
Buckets
Flush it, evidence is gone
Eatin' my custard like what's wrong
Accustomed to winning
Been denied corner like a loaner
Next week I'm hanging with Wynona Ryder
Get my driving shoes out the dryer
They don't belong, like you on a flyer
Finished up my custard like what's wrong
If you a superstar, they can't deny ya'
Prove them bamas' wrong, if not, they just gonna' call you a liar
Yo, Yo, Stop Frontin'
Fishing, she told me that she miss me
Could it be that I was up on TV, miss me
Herb like Tim Duncan, never
Forever I be pumpin' like cocaine propeller planes in bad weather
Gettin' it, me and Lou
we high top kickin' it
Me and London Michael, right-side drive, whippin' it
Yeah, I know it's sickenin' barf
Creating this type of living is an art
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.30] I'm a hustler, peddler --pusher
[00:14.83] Salt n' pepper, I don't know how to tell her
[00:17.76] But she look better, yes sir I'm leaving
[00:21.06] Treason, guilty red-handedly filthy, explicit
[00:24.59] Get it, police pay a visit like never
[00:27.92] Sketchers, all of them around us
[00:30.48] Cooked like a flounder
[00:32.08] Booked, read them off the breaker
[00:34.36] No look pass placer, don't fake
[00:36.53] Buckets
[01:02.63] Flush it, evidence is gone
[01:04.94] Eatin' my custard like what's wrong
[01:07.37] Accustomed to winning
[01:09.05] Been denied corner like a loaner
[01:11.49] Next week I'm hanging with Wynona Ryder
[01:14.58] Get my driving shoes out the dryer
[01:16.93] They don't belong, like you on a flyer
[01:19.26] Finished up my custard like what's wrong
[01:21.70] If you a superstar, they can't deny ya'
[01:24.07] Prove them bamas' wrong, if not, they just gonna' call you a liar
[01:39.58] Yo, Yo, Stop Frontin'
[01:53.21] Fishing, she told me that she miss me
[01:55.77] Could it be that I was up on TV, miss me
[01:59.60] Herb like Tim Duncan, never
[02:03.15] Forever I be pumpin' like cocaine propeller planes in bad weather
[02:06.74] Gettin' it, me and Lou
[02:08.55] we high top kickin' it
[02:09.97] Me and London Michael, right-side drive, whippin' it
[02:13.07] Yeah, I know it's sickenin' barf
[02:15.54] Creating this type of living is an art
[02:44.37]
[00:14.83] Salt n' pepper, I don't know how to tell her
[00:17.76] But she look better, yes sir I'm leaving
[00:21.06] Treason, guilty red-handedly filthy, explicit
[00:24.59] Get it, police pay a visit like never
[00:27.92] Sketchers, all of them around us
[00:30.48] Cooked like a flounder
[00:32.08] Booked, read them off the breaker
[00:34.36] No look pass placer, don't fake
[00:36.53] Buckets
[01:02.63] Flush it, evidence is gone
[01:04.94] Eatin' my custard like what's wrong
[01:07.37] Accustomed to winning
[01:09.05] Been denied corner like a loaner
[01:11.49] Next week I'm hanging with Wynona Ryder
[01:14.58] Get my driving shoes out the dryer
[01:16.93] They don't belong, like you on a flyer
[01:19.26] Finished up my custard like what's wrong
[01:21.70] If you a superstar, they can't deny ya'
[01:24.07] Prove them bamas' wrong, if not, they just gonna' call you a liar
[01:39.58] Yo, Yo, Stop Frontin'
[01:53.21] Fishing, she told me that she miss me
[01:55.77] Could it be that I was up on TV, miss me
[01:59.60] Herb like Tim Duncan, never
[02:03.15] Forever I be pumpin' like cocaine propeller planes in bad weather
[02:06.74] Gettin' it, me and Lou
[02:08.55] we high top kickin' it
[02:09.97] Me and London Michael, right-side drive, whippin' it
[02:13.07] Yeah, I know it's sickenin' barf
[02:15.54] Creating this type of living is an art
[02:44.37]