Insane Clown Posse

Who Wanna Flex?

Insane Clown Posse


I sell fake dope, it don't even work 
Smoke you at 8:00 and won't even twirk 
I shoot prostitutes like plastic ducks 
Buck, buck, ping! I gives no fucks 
Had me a girlfriend and blew her head off 
I'm like an underground water-main, I gotta let off(boom) 
Bend enemies knees the wrong way 
Kick'em in the ass, watch'em crawl all day 
I shot...damn...oh 
Put a little aids up in....drawers 
Then I produce like Superman 
Come out asshole naked with my dick in hand 
I use cocaine like Kool-Aid mix 
Matter of fact y'all I could use a fix 
[Slurp sound] Bitch, you like that hoe? 
Now drop to your knees and blow, and who wanna flex? 

[Chorus] 
Who wanna flex wit' this Killa 
Big wheela', Dope man, Dope deela'? 
Who wanna flex wit' this Killa 
Cap peela', Killa', really, really, really, really? [2X] 

I'm gangsta, like Tweety Bird Loc [bird whistle] 
Fuck around and get your little bird neck broke 
Wait behind fast foods, strapped to kill 
Hole in your head for that happy meal 
Break in your house, and I jump attack (c'mon) 
Get the sledge hammer and I thump yo back 
to make my scratch I let bullets fly 
Cuz' i'm crooked, like Robert Gibsons eye 
You can't see me like tinted glass 
Fuck yo woman and kick yo ass 
A fucked up hand life dealt me out 
So sick Jerry Lewis couldn't help me out 
Everything to lose notta thing to gain 
Waitin' in your backseat, I bring the pain 
Now your laid up like Eminems rap career 
Dead in a year, now who wanna flex? 

[Chorus] 

I'll beat'chyo ass like Butterbean 
Spend my time in the gutter man 
Hatchet in-hand wit' the blackest truck 
Your like the L.A. Clippers, you fuckin' suck 
Smack ol' ladies out they rockin' chair 
Walk this earth withoutta damn care 
Jack your car and then run you down 
With you next to your grand daddy underground 
Deck yo bitch-ass, again and again 
'Til Yo face swells up like Don Choleons chin 
Wave my flag as I walk your streets 
Cuz' your wack, like No Limits beats 
Hang out the window chuckin' hand grenades 
Got the flame thrower for them morning raids 
Stole a space shuttle so I can do a drive-by on the whole planet 
Damnit, who wanna flex? 

[Chorus 4X] 

"Who wanna flex wit' this Killa 
Cap peela, dopeman, dope deela? 
Who wanna flex wit' this killa, 
really, really, really, where you at? Rydas, 
who wanna flex? who wanna flex wit' this killa? Y2 fuck you! 
Psychopathic...Rydas...4-ever and a day...runnin' wit' a hatchet"