Spa Day

By Kalifa

On Fly Zone

Released on May 17, 2013

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[Verse 1: Le1f]

I’m fabulous like duhduh duhduh dudduh

I be that gully nigga looking sexy in the winter

Niggas wanna flex and buy me dinner. I don’t mean to hurt

Feelings but I’m only out chea for the winners

Beast mode, all my niggas in feast mode with the

Manicured toes and the pedicured souls

Oh, judduno ju dunno?

We taking spa days check my new god flow

Fire like a cannonball. Watch me like cholesterol

Peep how your man wants to eat it like a kati roll

Easily i’m in the zone. Finna take your nigga home

I’m not a yoga master but he wanna see my body fold

Get the floormats; this that lay-back music

You know I love to slay it how the gangstas do it

Tell your phobic homeys they should get into it

Unless they not feeling ready for the revolution and shit

I’m feeling totally rejuvenated

If you’re feeling bad vibes, man, I’m unrelated

Oh, you mad i’m the bomb super saiyan?

I’m saying...I’m that high top faded.


[Hook: Le1f]

Nigga, it’s a spa day

Ooh la la, mazel tov. What can I say?

Now what you wanna do?

And who you wanna do it with?

Me? That’s cute. okay!


[Verse 2: Le1f]

Niggas thirst. Birds they chirp

I just do my best. I’m a jerk, I’m a flirt, I’m the best

Yes bitch, i’m blessed, never cursed

I’m on that triple x. I’m extreme. I’m the worst

I’m a fly bird flapping out the coupe. Beaucoup niggas salute

Dudes just wanna bring me home like the troops

Oops, oh my. I’m too fly

When I bat my batty boy eyes ya man cried

Honestly, the truth is in my pudding

I'mma show him things that her crystal ball wouldn't

I stay juking no pussyfooting

My bush is burning that got him looking but

It’s no testament to my character

Catch me in the cut eating apples with your pastor

Allahu Akbar I’m feeling like a rockstar

In the parking lot smoking weed in a parked car

I’m cooly just chilling in my nook with a lookbook

When I butterfly, passersby look and get shook

They really wanna taste, wanna bite what this chef cooks

Trick, I ain't no rookie. Peep my tootsi roll and left hook


[Hook]


[Verse 3: Le1f]

I’m the number one panty dropper

Make her man wanna go and get his choppa

But we don’t want no problems

Cuz like a mathematician quickly I solve em

I make her Man wanna leave her and lick the johnson

Finna wanna make it hot like in a sauna

I dissolve ‘em; make him catch the vapors

Trust and believe, I’m purple raining on ‘em haters


[Hook]