Paper Boy Trell - Flava Lyrics

A young nigga
He got game
He seen pain
From the bottom
With hard rain
And Gold chains
Not to mention
His last name
Was Hogan
Hella tension
In my brain
I'll Explain
Bitches hating me, but seemed to be eating when fame came
Better wait on me cuz Ima be spitting that real flame uhh
And I ain't tripping though
Gave my heart to couple bitches, they was groupie hoes
Mark her box, get popped like designer clothes
Put my heart in some water cuz my shit still froze
And my verses get better from all my last songs
And all these niggas be banging ,but got no flag on
You say you beefing with Key B, well then you chose wrong
Hate to mingle, f*ck a single this a tape song
Ni-Niggas hate cuz I'm the man with the flava (Yeah)
This was unexpected, so watch your behavior (Uhh)
Niggas hate cuz I'm the man with the flava (Yeah)
This was unexpected, so watch your behavior