[Lyric] The Original Flex (K-Flex)

[Intro]
You know, you know, you know, you know me

[Verse 1]
I'm the original dope individual
There to give all you suckers the new
I thought you knew I've been the Flex since 1982
In the troopers, in the pudding, the jello, hello!
Mello-D and Douglas Tee can even vouch for me
And when the Flex get vexed, I twist my neck like the exorcist
Only packin' the girlies, roll in the Benzos and the Lexuses
Yes, this is the deffest skit that you could never, ever get
Without flippin' the script and I'm movin' equipment
That's in the center of all of my hits
I'm going on tour, you know, I'm quite sure that I'll rock the fans
Women, there's so many women I think my nickname should me Aquaman
Yes yes, y'all, I gots the ball like Mickey Mantle
And when it comes to rappin', I'm schoolin' more kids than the Disney Channel
I'm the first Flex, and people know that I have much skill
I gots more pull than a mule that's going uphill
I never fake moves, I stay cool, 'cause I pay dues
I gots more skill than a Mexican in a trade school
Flex is the mega bomb, every day I have hella fun
Raking in more bucks than the Jerry Lewis telephone
Last name is the Flex, first name is Cosmo
If you're confused, fool, act like you know
(You know, you know, you know, you know me)
[Chorus]
I'm the original... Flex, I'm the original... Flex
I'm the original... Flex, I'm the original... Flex
Suckers tryna be me (fool, your name ain't Flex)

[Verse 2]
Brothers be copying all of my lyrics
I'm not tryin' to hear it, 'cause I'm the [?]
I walk all up in the hood, but you know it's all good
And every one of you tricks know that K-Flex is slicker than Crisco
I'll be comin' all up in your house, just like Romer from the 5th Floor
Suckers be talkin' about me, I heard enough of those things
I'm gonna defeat ya, then I'ma eat ya up like buffalo wings
And when it comes down and you're battlin' me, no man can win
I'm gonna be runnin' them off the stage, like sandman still
You better not try to defy, that I gotta do what I gotta do
You'll be feigning like Judas, so just notice you're totally fool
(You know, you know, you know, you know me)
And listen to me, whenever you speak you're missin' a beat
You tweak, you geek, you run, put me to sleep
Now, what can you do to Flex? You need to call UPS
I'm abouts to get nervous, and send that joke off to Budapest
I gots rhymes of fire, that's why they call me the Mic Burner
Rappers steppin' to me, I'm whoopin' more booty than Ike Turner
Last name is the Flex, first name is Cosmo
If you're confused, fool, act like you know
(You know, you know, you know, you know me)
[Chorus]
I'm the original... Flex, I'm the original... Flex
I'm the original... Flex, I'm the original... Flex
Suckers tryna be me (fool, your name ain't Flex)

[Bridge]
Fool, your name ain't Flex
Boom, word to Connie Chung
And word to Willie Nelson, word to Boris Yeltsin
This is K-Flex down with the Ghetto Dynasty
And we're about to break it down, Lego style, check this:
(You know, you know, you know, you know me)

Flex (time to have sex), Flex (time to have sex)
It's K-Flex (time to have sex), wait a minute, wait a minute, stop
I'm the original... Flex (time to have sex), K-Flex (time to have sex)
I said Flex (time to have sex), wait a minute, wait a minute, stop

[Chorus]
I'm the original... Flex, I'm the original... Flex
I'm the original... Flex, I'm the original... Flex
Suckers tryna be me (fool, your name ain't Flex)

[Outro]
Word up, this is K-Flex down with Players Incorporated
Wanna give a big, fat shout-out to everybody out there in South Central, everybody in Atlanta, Decatur, everybody in Birmingham, West End, Brickyard, the whole Ghetto Dynasty: Kid Fresh, Mega Box, Professor Mental, Darnell...
K-Flex in the house on the funky production tip
Word to Connie Chung
(Fool, your name ain't Flex)
Word to Connie Chung, fool