What What Testo

I dare any punk to try to step up and diss me
Cuz when he do, thatç®❝ when he kiss dee
Titles go by and my style is fly
One more time i came here to rhyme
Gimme the mic and iç­¸a go for mine
So emceeç®❝ all a yall shut up
When flavorç®❝ in the house we say

What what

Let flavor blow it up
And if your ready to rock this party tonight
Somebody say what what

Now when i do my flavor dance
All the ladies go crazy in a trance
Nonstop booy from the clock on my watch
I can bring it from the bottom and take it to the top
Let me rock, come on let me get wit it
When i tell you what to get, don̤娮' get offended
Gimme the mic and iç­¸a bend it
Transmissions from the sky yo iç­¶l send it
Times on my hands yo sometimes i lend it
Though iç­¸ spendin it for a fact
Iç­¶l make you say what what
Cause flaveç®❝ back

What what

Let flavor blow it up
And if your ready to rock this party tonight
Somebody say what what

Now everybody listen to flav
If you don̤娮' listen to me you will end up in your grave
Most of these peopleç®❝ rhymes is whack
But i got a bunch of rhymes in my napsack
Walk on my back with the black hat
Got the rhymes to come on the attack
Canç®Æ' you tell that iç­¸ really good lookin
They know me from miami, california
Back to brooklyn
Even in spain they knew flavorç®❝ name
In japan they know iç­¸ nice in the game
We maintain yo brothers feel the vibe
We did the first album and it came out fly
And don̤娮' ask why you won̤娮' understand
Styles we got millions of