'Sax Fifth Avenue Flow' Digital Single
623 Entertainment 2012

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Traum Diggs:

Sax Fifth Avenue Flow, 
She rock the Gucci clutch, 
don't give out the coochi much; 
on the rare occasion she'll steam the dutch; 
wrist gleaming much, 
such things will have you locked up with customs for custom rings; 
she's accustomed to custom things 
that you can't pronounce; 
But I'm a Brooklyn dude and she loves hanging out; 
We chill in Ft. Greene, 
she calls it Clinton Hill; 
Plus she love it when I take her through Brownsville; 
Always entertaining conversation, 
she pure heart; 
loving different cultures plus she's into art; 
never knew where to start, 
so I played my part; 
caught in the "friend zone"; 
feeling like Eli in the red zone, 
no plays to score; 
even though her whole framework I did adore; 
her whole allure, 
body crazy, skin mocha; 
down to earth, 
watch sports and played poker; 
wonder if she knows how I felt, 
as we sat and conversate about a dude she dealt with; 
I felt it every time she went into detail; 
and not a tag on this female was retail. 

Shorty dress like a Hov song, 
all that [bad word] Kanye talk, 
but she built like a hood girl, 
Beyonce got the same walk, 
Sacks Fifth Ave, a handful of bags and my pants still sag, 
my pants still sag, 
with my Sax Fifth Avenue Flow 

R3vERb:

gotta love her 
when i need her, 
 [bad word] [bad word]  
I'm like, [bad word] errands", 
she like, "whatever boo", 
she's ramming bout pants sagging, 
as 2 dudes cross our path n' 
as we flashin in the benz wagon, 
her and two friends, 
 [bad word] the blunt passin', 
as they keep the conversation up, 
about how niggas need to grow up, 
I stay laughing, 
cuz so often those are the ones that they end up with, 
opposities attractin', 
a strong statement, 
guess that's how I ended with this situation, 
cats hatin', 
seem like they waiting for my spot to be taken, 
but we just friends, 
I don't have the time or the patience, 
to deal wit her high maintenance, 
but moments alone, 
have me second guessing, 
always knew I could have her if I started pressin, 
and the way she fit into the things she dress in, 
that dvf, gievanchy, lanvin, & louboutin. 

Shorty dress like a Hov song, 
all that [bad word] Kanye talk, 
but she built like a hood girl, 
Beyonce got the same walk, 
Sacks Fifth Ave, a handful of bags and my pants still sag, 
my pants still sag, 
with my Sax Fifth Avenue Flow

AZIZ:
 
Shorty's from Chitown, 
nice booty, eyes brown; 
takin' trips to Philly 
just to keep that vibe 'round; 
cause she says I'm different 
than most (of) the niggas that she 
meet on a daily basis, 
none of them make her happy; 
met her on the humble 
hoping out a taxi 
wit' two of her friends 
grabbing mad bags out the back seat; 
bout to hit Sacks 
and lounge for a minute, 
her whole style's on point 
like pyramids of kemit; 
 [bad word] queen, eyes green, name was maxine, 
every time i hop in the benz 
she bangin' c.r.e.a.m.; 
always had something to steam 
so loud it'll scream, 
louis bag matchin her jeans 
nahmean; 
she was super fire, 
no one prior that i desire, 
on a mental note, 
never focusing on [bad word]  
we prayed together went shopping 
even laid together; 
attracted to each other, 
but never played with pleasure 
yeah!

Shorty dress like a Hov song, 
all that [bad word] Kanye talk, 
but she built like a hood girl, 
Beyonce got the same walk, 
Sacks Fifth Ave, a handful of bags and my pants still sag, 
my pants still sag, 
with my Sax Fifth Avenue Flow