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Nigga, 2000, Y2K Me and Ron C all in yo muthafuckin' shit nigga fo sho, ha, man it's goin' down y'all boyz need to fo sho get that cotton candy cotton mouth, all in yo' face nigga Uh huh, Lil Flipper, The Leprechaun aka Da Freestyle King Sucka Free, fuckin' with that Ron C Dat Dodo, y'all blowin' bullshit Indo nigga this what we blow... (Lil' Flip) We blow Indo, I might be on Jay Leno They be like Flip, can you listen to my demo I say naw nigga I got shows to do After the concert, I got hoes to screw If I'm on stage, I don't wanna be close to you I got money nigga, I ain't gon' boast to you What I'm supposed to do, is keep rappin' Some niggas got gold in they mouth, I got platinum I ain't cappin', what happened I done blew up too quick I'm the Lil' Flip, Da Freestyle King of the Screwed Up Click I represent, I get head Ride blue, ride black, I ride red Fuck a Fed, I shake heads, when I'm in the club Ball outta control, I got Indo dub sacks How you love that, I ain't the Hot Boys But you might see me in a drop top boy I roll rolex, I got baggets, princess cuts If I'm in the club, you'll see me, pimpin' sluts That's what i do, nigga all the time Get rotation on 97.9, that's The Box Nigga got a TV sitcom on Fox Used to be on blocks, slangin' rocks Now I'm changin' dots, in my drop top prowler Go to court, throw away the case, I got a prowler Call her, nigga, Caller ID, a baller I be She wanna fuck, I'ma call her and see Take that hoe to Motel 6 or go to Tweety's Pour a duece in the can, sold a four in Tahiti Now I'm leanin', nigga, I'm in the green Beamer Supa dupa fly like I'm Missy Misdemeanor I'm Lil' Flip, nigga, I know you know me Baggets and 30 pointers all on my rolly's You might see me in a Expedition With a sign on the back, that say let's go fishin' I'ma balla, nigga I told you that If I ain't ridin' green then I'm rollin' 'Llacs I'm from the Clover, I'ma solja, I write rhymes in my folder Hell yea, I got mo' crystals than Folgers That's coffee, hoes wanna toss me, get off me Cause I be ballin' outta control, hoes they stalk me From Milwaukee, my Nextel, inhale, exhale Half of my niggas locked up in jail But I'm still on the block, puttin' it down Nigga when I smile, bling, platinum puddin, you gotta frown You be mad, cause you see me in a drop top Jag 50 G's for a car, that's not that bad I can do that, if it's too fast, I can screw dat Get the brand new drop, royal blue dat Now I'm cruisin', niggas I be bruisin' Gettin' all mad cause in the club, I be choosin' I like yellabones, talk on PrimeCo telephones Got hoes from Hine-Clark to Yellowstone I'm in Homestead, killin' with the real niggas We wearin' Platinum Fubu, y'all still wear Phil Hilfiger I almost fucked up, but nigga I'm the king I can freestyle all night til the doorbell ring And all I do, is ride on chrome And all I got, is DVD's inside my home I got a Jacuzzi, I might watch Scary Movie Hell yea, I get head from yo mama every Tuesday This Lil' Flip, I bet cha know dat, show dat Hell yea, you owe me some money, nigga you owe dat So pay me, the radio gon' play me Look at my yard, I got mo' toys than Kay-Bee Who I am, The Leprechaun, Freestyle King Change the color of my teeth and my byzletine Now I'm platinum, nigga got a nigga name Crime Open up my mouth, my piece shine, but Johnny got my blinded y'all can just parallel park, when I open up my mouth, its farewell to the dark I sip drank, flip pints, sip 8's, got hoes at Worthing, Sterling and Yates And when I pick 'em up, nigga, I'ma take 'em to the room Nigga, I'ma be the witch and you can ride my broom Then you gone, I freestyle, I'm off the dome I got all, satellites from the top of my home I get gone in my zone, nigga, I'm in a Bentley Niggas mad, they got Guess glasses, I wearin' Finley's And S classes, jumpin' out, nigga Da King Fuck y'all nigga, I'm jumpin' out limosuines (talkin') Nigga, Lil' Flip, Sucka Free, Swishahouse nigga, we over here too nigga, we puttin' it down nigga, the North and the South, nigga, how you do it, that was freestyle... |
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| 2. |
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(Chorus)
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow If I ain't in your gal, I'm in the studio Cause I got flow, you know I got flow I'm da freestyle king, I ain't no freestyle pro I got flow, you know I got flow If I ain't in your gal, I'm in the studio Cause I got flow, you know I got flow I'm da freestyle king, I ain't no freestyle pro I got flow (Verse 1) Look, I put diamonds in your face I'm Lil' Flip, you know me I chill with Big H.A.W.K., C-Note, and Pokey Used to do karaoke, now I'm da freestyle king You wanna see the platinum in my mouth and my Byzantine I go to juney cause my piece shine bright If I look into the sun, my teeth shine bright I ride to the left, I swang to da right They like, Lil' Flip let me see your chain in the light When I step on stage I leave you wit your mouth open I go to Papdeux or I might go to Copeland Fly to Oakland and do a song with Too $hort All Mann my pants I gatta take'em back dey ain't too starched I be ballin', I be crawlin' that's all I do Represent the Screwed Up Click with DJ Screw I'm da freestyle king I said it once I'd said it twice I don't wear no other name brand shoe but Nikes (Chorus) (Verse 2) Look, ain't nobody down-south wreckin' Flipper Got da brand-new Bentley with the inspection sticker Or I might be in da Jag, or I might be in the plane Da diamonds on my ring or dey might be on my chain I'm looking good, I'm dress good, I feel good I stay right between S. A. and Hillwood Cloverland on da map I know you know that Every song I put out BABY, I wrote that But I'm freestylin' comin' from da top of my dome I got satellites all at da top of my home I got diamonds all on da top of my phone I got ice and it's all on da top of my cone Im a balla, I chill with my partner Taz We be ballin' out of control, NBA live wit da Jazz He might dunk on me, I might dunk on him But it don't really matter, drank da drank its on da rim of da cup, I mo buck, I'm slidin' n creepin' Dey be like Lil' Flip, South side we sippin' I represent my hood, Cloverland, its in the air Hell Yeah! I swear like my name was Andre Wear In da pocket I'm like a rocket, I'm gone a explode And every time on stage, I do it throwed And every time I do a song, I show off I put the mic down buddy, I go off Cause I'm the freestyle king (Chorus) (Verse 3) I might go to college, I might do my work I wear a piece andchain that u can see through my shirt I got ten Escalades, and three of them tinted I got a PrimCo phone with three million minutes You might see me at the summit looking lovely You might see me in the Jag and its bubbly You might see me with Kryst-al and Moet You might see me with a platinum Rolex You might see me just laying on the hill You might see diamonds just laying on my grill You might see me just playing in the field I'm Lil' Flip .freestyle king, I gatta get a deal (Chorus) |
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| 4:37 |
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(Verse One: B.G.)
On the block avanna to magnolia tryna shine I scored a bird and I flipped dat bitch forty times Now we ballin from Houston to New Orleans seven figures (ya'll lyin) Got the baddest broads callin cause I'm rockin ice (bling!) Gotta 2000 Benzy Bike rrrroooommmm rrrooommmm! loud pipes loud pipes Gotta house on Washatona thats laid out Short Bentley on dubs paid out My niggas homes said wodie be bout cha' paper He said you got ends dem feds will try ta hate ya I said look here you know I'm bout my change cousin I can spend a grand a day like it ain't nuttin Cause I got money to blow I can spend a mill a day and be far from broke ya heard me believe dat! If it ain't ice it ain't ya heard me! If it ain't platinum it ain't right (Chorus 2X: Lil' Flip) Everyday I'm ballin (ooohh da way y'all ball) Bourbon is crawlin (ooohh da way y'all ball) Texas to New Orleans we ballin (ooohh da way y'all ball) (Verse Two: Lil' Marice) I'ma balla-shot calla and I'm seven years old My blades gon' chop and my pop trunk low I chill wit my boys I might ride tan I'ma H-town playa and ya'll cant stand me! When I'm at school I make good grades Ya know I'm Sucka Free and we all playa made Chop chop twist twist I got rocks on my wrist I'ma million dollar balla wit a million dollar kiss (Verse Three: Lil' Flip) Well... I got rocks on my wrist head lights on my fist Wit all dis platinum in my mouth playboy I'm da shit! I gotta Bourbon, a Jag, and one Durango If you lookin at my watch you might see a rainbow And when I pull up on da scene I'm hangin out da sunroof Fo' 15's in my trunk kick like kungfoo (hhhuuwwwhhhaaii!) You say you ballin like me what you gun' do What you got on yo' watch I got on one tooth I like to spend 50 and ball in da mall Go to Gavleston and crawl on da wall Me & Duke spend money and roll on 3's I spend money like it grows on trees! (Verse Four: Taz) If you ain't a millionare you cant ball wit me Girl if you ain't a star you cant get caught wit me Ain't nobody gon' represent the south like me Ain't nobody got rocks in they mouth like me I'ma shine no matter what the cost Maybe I'm da boss nobody play the flaught wit me You claim you ballin hard you ain't spendin G's We only roll 20-inches on our Bentley's T-A-Z ballin is what you hate ta say Twenty D's in my rang can you pay da fee Wit out money I dont know how my day would be It's Hill Wood puttin it down playa we Sucka Free, that's right! (Chorus 4X: Lil' Flip) Everyday I'm ballin (ooohh da way y'all ball) Bourbon is crawlin (ooohhh da way y'all ball) Texas to New Orleans we ballin (ooohh da way y'all ball) (Verse Five: Lil' Flip) Look everybody in my click got Ninja bikes Please take off ya ring I got bigger ice I shoot craps in Vegas they got bigger dice I re-did my teeth platinum for a bigger price I got drop-top toys like Fisher Price I like 2000 cars they got bigger lights I got 20's at night jus' ta blow ya mind I pull up in a crawla jus' ta slow ya down (*tires schreeching*) When I pull up at da light women stop and giggle (Girls:Hey Flip,Hey Flip) I tell em girl ya look good hop in da middle I'ma Texas boy and I like ta ball a lot I got 2 Prime Co's women call a lot (Hello,Hello) I cant help dat I'ma star its in my Jeans-N-Trace I got my name on my arm ScreensNPlates I'm Lil' Flip and I'm all about stockin change You say ya gotta million nigga that's pocket change I'm ballin, I'm ballin! (Chorus 4X: Lil' Flip) Everyday I'm ballin (ooohhh da way y'all ball) Bourbon is crawlin (oooohh da way y'all ball) Texas to New Orleans we ballin (oohh da way y'all ball) (Harmonized: Lil' Flip) sippin on lean ya know I'm lookin clean watchin T.V screens 20 diamonds in my rriinngg! we bbbaaallllliiinnnggg! khakis wit a creese platinum on my teeth ya know I'm Sucka Free till I DDDD-III-EEEE! we bbbaaallliiinngggggg! (Girl Singing) I like da way you playas ball I like dem diamonds when ya smile it jus da way you playas shots and roll on 20's all da time ooohhh!drastic!da way ya'll ball! |
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(You don't like the ghetto, everyone knows the ghetto, it in every hood)
(Lil' Flip) From my block to your block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha ha, Look (Chorus 2X) From my block to yo' block, we stackin' chips From yo' block to my block, we packin' clips And if you don't work, then you don't eat I'm tell you like this, it get rough on these streets (Lil' Flip) Late night, if you don't work you don't eat that shit is fo' real You hustlin' for tennis shoes, put that shit on yo' bills Dope fiends everywhere, like H2O We don't believe in police, cause they too slow I had to do what I did so I could get what I got You wanna feel like I feel then go sit on my block You might see teenagers, flippin' and workin' You might see canines, sniffin' and searchin' You might see plastic bags with drugs and stuff You might see a whole block full of thugs and stuff Be quiet cell phones got bugs and stuff Real niggas in the kitchen cuttin' stuff Wrap it up, zip it up after it bubble up I got dreams of seeing all my money double up I gotta get it, cause I got a family to feed If you feel what I'm sayin' put yo' hand on yo' heat (Chorus) (Crime) Do any niggas wanna step to this? I back 'em down with tha nickel-plated fifth, watch the hip Look at your men, they all jumpin' ship And I ain't even bring an extra clip Just imagine if I brought my nigga Flip We comin' for yo' grip, that rubber band shit And tha KG9, it spit sick, and you'll notice, your final notice, ready to die Like my nigga Biggie from best high, keep yo' hands high My whole clicks alibi, fuck the piece I want the whole damn pie Eight sounds tha best high, I get it with my lips or with the rubber grip Smoke kicks than Matrix, you cats ain't seen shit You really know who you fuckin',you betta tell 'em Flip, my glock cocked, yo block drops I bust shots, ya'll call cops, fuck 911 nigga we blaze spots (Dante) Hey Flip, from my block to yo block, I'm thugged out I'm realizin' its some soljas Down South Scream it loud, if you the meanest nigga Affiliated with guns, gang bangers that pull triggas Me and my niggas, feelin' trapped like we in a maze Misbehave, refuse, to be a slave And you can't break me, if the Lord want me, let him take me Respect mine, I'm livin'life by the tech 9 I'm livin' now while I'm still hear, fuck it when I'm gone Long as tha homies pour the beer I know its still on We high, gettin' drunk, doin' what we want Jail can't change us it only makes us dangerous (Chorus) (Godfather) We roll V12 motors, Pittsburgh to tha Clovers Down South they lean, the East be never sober Elected by the voters, ride just like a lotus I'll buy the house, never get an eviction notice You niggas bogus, gotta keep my mind focused Lost in the jungle, this animal's ferious My hyponosis, count my nets and my brouses Sell a bunch of records, like Hootie and tha Blowfish After I recite this, you niggas shouldn't quote this Godfather, fragilistic xpalidosius Street bums, rap for pennies and nickels Like nigga la vocal, give 'em the Russian sickle (Lil' Flip) Look, I stay on my block, I get paid on my block It aint no such thing as being afraid on my block I'm true to my block, I shoot wit my glock If I don't know you, I don't wanna see you on my block I stack on my block, I park my 'Lac on my block Even though I'ma star, I go back to my block I hang on my block, they know my name on my block And every since I blew up, it aint tha same on my block I live on my block, I eat ribs on my block You might see me wit William Gibbs on my block I'm real wit my block, I chill on my block 7 years and 5 days nigga, and I'm still on my block What nigga, feel that, Lil' Flip, Cloverland, Godfather, Pittsburgh Crime, New York, nigga Dante, California, feel that, from my block to yo block, nigga, we do tha same..thang |
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(chorus: Cresia)
And I just gotta be me...me...me And I'm gonna stay sucka free...free...free And I just gotta be me... (Lil' Flip) I'm an 18 year old CEO I got fans thats dyin to see me flow my favorite movie is CB-4 H$E Click you know we throwed I'm 6 foot 1 on the digital scale I'm a ghetto star and a man as well and I'm all about my mail like a man in jail I wonder if I put my tape out, can it sell? only time will tell how many copies get sold and I pray to god that I live to get old cuz half of my homeboys already dead and the other half doin time with the feds I'm like the CincinnatI Reds I'm playin ball for the pennant and if I fall while I'm tryin I start from the beginning they say practice make perfect and it really paid off I'm my own boss now so I can't get laid off and I'm gonna stay the same flip no matter what it takes and I won't stop rappin no matter how much I make Whether I'm rich or broke i'ma still crack jokes and I never turn my back on mobbin foes (chorus) (Lil' Flip) I done been through a lot of pain at an early age ??? gave me silent game I got knowledge but I didn't get it from college man I'm not gonna change because I'm flyin private planes and if I don't work, my pockets hurt man it costs a lot of money livin on this earth everybody got to shine but it's my turn the early bird gets the worm that's what I learned ever since I was a kid I had to ball I don't smoke cigarettes and I hate alcohol I went from being a janitor to a manager when you become a star with me, wanna dance with yah I'm gonna keep my platinum teeth and my pants saggin now everybody wanna jump on the band waggon I ain't braggin, because I got a little change, I ain't gonna let my head blow up cuz I got a little fame now when my cousin died things got a little strange I know the block is hot just ask lil wayne everybody dream about goin to hollywood but look how fast I turned clover land into ??? (chorus) (Lil' Flip) everyday I'm on the paper chase I gotta win first place in this paper race a lot of kids around the world wanna take my place but momma said boy don't let nobody take your space that's why I pay attention, so I can see it ain't the army but I'm bein all I can be so everyday I shop like I hit the lottery I'm Lil' Flip that's the only thing I gotta be (chorus) |
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f/ Redd, SPM
(talking) Got to do something for the playas If you ain't a real playa, you'll have to Go to the back of the club This for the playas and the ballas (ballas) And the pimps, for everybody (Southside) Who rocking lots of ice, teeth shine Piece shine, pull up looking clean On two 20's nigga (Chorus) Put your fist up If you wearing a rolex put your wrist up Grab your styrofoam cups of drink mixed up If your car broke down get it fixed up Playas put your fist up, let your piece shine If you got diamonds in your grill let your teeth shine And when we at the club we be creased down You ain't never seen no playa like me huh Don't ball with Sucka Free huh (SPM) I just put some new rugs in my two story club Hoes getting dug in my king size tub Boys getting drugged, trying to act like a thug No fucking love while I sip purple mud I fly like a dove, smoke like a champ Never run from no one cause I might catch a cramp Smoking damp, fucking on a old school tramp Ten dollar rock for a twenty food stamp My name is Carlos holla fuck these hoes Life is like ballet stay on your toes My dream is to keep the world up all night Cause I got enough caine to have a snowball fight I floss gators, got cribs with elevators So much cash I bought a pool for my neighbors Dopehouse and Sucka Free, run your ass up a tree Fuck with me, and you'll be keeping dad company (Chorus) (Lil' Flip) Now when I walk into the club people say (where he go) But when I open up my mouth they be like (there he go) (Redd) When Redd sliding through the club I'm throwing my elbows Any girl I snag, she sticking like velcrow (Lil' Flip) And when I take my watch off, they say (who cut the lights off) And I can freestyle all night until they cut the mics off (Redd) As soon as I touch the stage, broads ain't paging they man Instead they spilling liquor, waving they hands (Lil' Flip) Well I'm a valet parker and a endo sparker So many waves in my hair I got to wear swimming goggles (Redd) Now we ready to buy the bar tossing shit the counter People notice my name and run over the bouncer (Lil' Flip) Now when you see me in the club I'm dressed top of the line I'm mixing up codeine and popping bottles of wine (Redd) Look I met a chickenhead from Michigan showing her tattoo Hit it off at the bar too let's scram so we could car pool (Chorus) (Lil' Flip) Hey, this for my Blacks, Asians, Chinese and Caucasians Muslims, Irish and even Jamaicans Hispanics, Indians, throw your sets up And all the fine women, raise your dress up Hold up your piece if you got ice in it And put your white cups up if you got pink sprite in it You might see me at the bar but I don't drink that much I just bought an Escallade and I'm gone paint that truck I got three million in the bank, but it ain't that much Now when I look at magazines I say ain't that us I'm in the VIP section, wearing a black dob I got the women screaming whoa but my name ain't Black Rob Man, they screaming Lil' Flip at the front of the club A nigga buzzed off this remmy with a blunt and a hug When Sucka Free in the club women lose they brains If I need ice in my cup, then I use my chain, bling bling (Chorus) |
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| 4:44 |
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(Lil' Flip)
I'm Lil' Flip Takin trips to Cancun Drop the tape My cartoon comin soon Blowin up like a hot air balloon Livin in a penthouse wit 25 rooms Houston, Texas Benz N Lexus Find me on the freeway drivin reckless Wear sunglasses when you look at my necklace Worldwide respected Top 10 selected (Chorous) Horses wit my boxers on Horses wit my boxers on Horses wit my boxers on You got yo t-shirt and yo panties I got Trojans wit my boxers on (Deep Threat) Picture this: Girl me & you In our water bed In the shower too The water's fine Say what's on your mind Don't see nothin wrong With some bump and grind I'm gone break you off Like a playa should Like side to side Baby its all good Im not lookin 4 Girl no love affair If you ride with me you know ill take you there (Chorous repeat 2 times) (Deep Threat) Sittin here And you're layin there Layin there And you're willin to share Ya freaky thoughts Baby wit me too You got ya t-shirt on And ya panties too The warm caress Of ya body next to mine It's rated X & its so devine I wanna come inside If ya want me to Open up And let me prove it to you (Chorus) (Lil' Flip) Girl I'm from Cloverland Call me Trojan Man Bump & Grind I aint wit that holdin hands When I wreck I hit hard like Jackie Chan If you fine like Mya I'll be ya man I like jazzy girls And classy girls You know I'm rich so don't ask me girl Sometimes the nice girl can be the nasty girl Im a freak Don't neva put it past me girl I got my trojans & my boxers on At school I got my dockers on (my docker's on) Jenny Jones and Nia Long We don't have to get a room, I got plenty homes I rap fast or slow, while stackin dough Dress like I just won a fashion show Me humpin AP after mo We diss niggaz only if it ain't plat or gold You wanna hear some Keith Sweat How bout some Deep Threat (Deep Threat) Girl Im a playa Don't get the sheets wet Lemme put a passion mark on yo neck And I'll let you kiss my shiny baggettes I need a sweet lady just like Tyrese Def Soul puttin it down wit Sucka Free (Down wit Sucka Free) The Click I claim is HSE You wanna know what I'm wearin Wait & see (oooooooooh) (Chorous repeat 4 times) Boooooxeeeers! |
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(Chorus 1) - Lil' Flip (Lil' James)
You on point James (I'm on point Flip) You act bad James (I act bad Flip) You got skills (Nigga you know I got skills) Then lets put our brains together and make some mills (Lil' James) I got skills like a coal mine lined up with a drill Keep the crowd on their feet like Vince Carter wind mills I'm from the heart of the streets it ain't no harder than me You better throw in a towel you can't flow harder than me If ain't sparkin up sweets I'm bowgarding the beat Then I'm in studios spittin flows dodging the heat Game is harder to creep mind harder to piece It's so throwed you gon need tinted goggles to see It's iced out You think you can hang like Wayne its lights out You think you can hang with Big James you might drop You think you can grip with Lil' Flip you might ship So don't slip we knocking tight like vice grip (Chorus 2) - Lil' James (Lil' Flip) You on point Flip (I'm on point James) You act bad Flip (I act bad James) You got skills (Nigga you know I got skills) Well lets put our brains together and make some mills (Lil' Flip) You know I got skills like Kevin Garnett In my garage I got eleven(11) carvettes I'm Lil' Flip and I'm the freestyle king And I like to act bad did you peep my ring And the heat I bring burn like acid So step back cause I burn through plastic I'm the hardest down south and niggas hate that You claim you makin cash but you ain't drop a tape yet I'm a CEO you know what that mean Don't nobody touch my green Some niggas can't rap some niggas can't flow But guess what Lil' Flip can do both (Chorus 2) (Lil' Flip) Well I'm a mic wrecker A lamburgini price checker Rolex baggetts 30 pointer ice bezel (Lil' James) I'm a freestyle ace Shining all in your face Same gator on my shoes wraped around my waisted (Lil' Flip) I'm a track ripper A black dob hat tipper I step out at the grammys wearing black slippers (Lil' James) I'm a bin bibber Orange juice and gin sipper On this track I went first the hook and then Flipper (Lil' Flip) I'm a song writer And I carry my own title I copyright all of shit so nigga don't bite her (Lil' James) I'm a fast flower True naked ass shower Endo octomo hydro hash blower (Lil' Flip) I'm a big shot I'm the king of Hip Hop And when I freestyle I leave you with your lips lock (Lil' James) I'm a mud puppy Codeine cup guppy I eat fish shrimp french fries with hush puppys (Lil' Flip) I'm in a path finder I'm autograph signer And I'm gon be rich until I'm a flat liner (Lil' James) I'm a young thug ready ninthteens(19) on my chevy Breaking hoes like Eddie More blades than Freddie (Lil' Flip) Now I'm a superstar I know you heard of a star We the ones that be driving them convertable cars (Lil' James) I'm a Sunny Side nigga out of Check A Hoe Texas I stay money wide nigga like a chief executive (Chorus 1) (Chorus 2) |
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| 4:29 |
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(Lil' Flip Talking)
I aint trippin you know I gotta do this right? It wouldnt be right, y'all think imma let y'all get away wit that Im sucka free, what else you expect? you know what I think though, this is what I think (Chorous repeat 2 times) Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style What you gone do next try and steal my smile (Lil' Flip) Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style Remember in I-5 you couldn't feel my style Remember when y'all said you ain't nuttin but a kid Y'all said I wouldn't make it Hey but I did Remember when y'all said me and hump ain't workin' Just check the driveway nigga we ain't hurtin' I bet y'all niggas never take a bank style It ain't my fault that yo group ain't high It ain't my fault that you can't do shows Either we movin' to fast or y'all movin' to slow Now why you wanna go out and make me mad If you drop another album you gone make me laugh (Chorous repeat 2 times) (Lil' Flip) Buy the car Buy the house Remember that That was me Diamonds all in yo face Remember that That was me and C Southside still holdin' Me, Duke, and A.P G's and ballers Ballers and G's That was me and H and C And ever since I became The freestyle king I got dope fiends That wanna be The freestyle king But I can't be copy-ed My style ain't sloppy Do yo C.E.O Put yo money in his pocket How does it feel tryna look like me Nigga you can't even write a hook like me I'm the first young playa in H-Town with platinum teeth I'm the black richie rich with the brain of Master P And I know I got skills I'm droppin' hits like fumbles You got cars in yo yard They ain't shit like hummers So you need to stop rappin' and go back to hustlin' Cause if you drop another tape man you ain't gone make nuttin (Chorous repeat 2 times) (Lil' Flip) I hate copy-cats I hate sloppy tracks If you see me in the club I'll be wearin' botany black I wrote a million hooks I'm down with a million crooks Watch yo mouth downsouth Cause boys stealin' hooks Every time I perform I got a dap for dat You wanna be the freestyle king I got a plaque for dat And you sold some of my raps You think I ain't gon tell I'm sorry but yo next tape ain't gone sell Cause (Chorous repeat 2 times) (Lil' Flip talking) Know what I'm sayin' Lil' Flip the leprechaun A K A the freestyle king I come out sayin' I'm the leprechaun Now everybody else wanna be the leprechaun I come out sayin I'm the freestyle king Now everybody else wanna be the freestyle king Man after this year I'm gone be the freestyle legend I ain't trippin' get yo own stuff Sucka free niggas don't steal |
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| 4:39 |
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south side.... dirty dirty.... south side.. ahhhhh
(Chorous repeat 2 times) It's the dirty south, it's just the dirty south, It's the dirty south, the dirty south, the dirty south (Redd) down south we wear bandannas and denim suites down south you gone always spot us in them coupes (Lil' Flip) well down south we drivin bentleys and jaguars and we play all our hoes like a game of flash cars (H.A.W.K.) down south we bout that dolla dolla grab a chick then hit and make em holla holla (Lil' Flip) Down South we eatin Timmy Chan's and noodles I just bought an Escalade and a PT cruiser (Redd) down south my wrist stay below freezin down south my niggas brag for no reason (Lil' Flip) in down south everybody shop in the galeria I dont care about the price I drop money like diarhea (H.A.W.K.) down south we rollin fancy cars escalades drop tops and rovers wit role bars (Lil' Flip) down south lil flip pimpin sluts down south we wearin Princess cuts (Redd) down south is the place where dem caddy trucks stunt ugly birds get shot down like duck hunt (Lil' Flip) down south at my concerts I'm packin em in and you can see my diamonds from the back of my hand (H.A.W.K.) down south candy paint bumper grill and to be for real I'm already done cart wheels (Lil' Flip) down south we all about stackin chips and if you get outa line we packin clips (Redd) down south they know redd one of the best plus I shine like I got a sun on my chest (Lil' Flip) in down south I put diamonds all in your face and I'm sellin fifty thousand i'll leave your state (H.A.W.K.) down south these bezeltines an baggets so much ice you could bobsled off my chest (Lil' Flip) down south we sip serve and fall asleep down south cant nobody else ball like me (Chorous) (Lil' Flip) down south when we drive we hoggin the lane 86 baggets clogin my rang (Redd) down south we count money on the back of the jags but if I'm broke you gone find me with a gat in the mast (H.A.W.K.) down south we smoke hydro and sip syrup down south it's boo boo guess and ice bergh (Lil' Flip) down south we ride swangers on drop tops after karintons we ride through our house (Lil' Flip) down south lil flip the only freestyle king down south we all known for big balling (Redd) down south we spit slang notice my voice dragin take a look at my clothes ice bergh jeans sagin (H.A.W.K.) down south we some ghetto stars when we havin sex it's minashatwa (Lil' Flip) down south I hope yall know it's hot as hell and if ya tape aint jammin it's not gone sell (Lil' Flip) down south it's rolex and cardiere we dont go to clubs unless they got a party there (Redd) down south 5-0's be slangin the billy clubs down south you aint gone find to many silly thugs (H.A.W.K.) down south stick together like glue and we love our music slowed down by screw (Lil' Flip) down south lil flip wreckin all these boys major labels dont even wanna call these boys (Lil' Flip) down south I make em stop like DMX and lil kids poppin wheelies on they bmx (Redd) down south every other ride is on twenty inches on a bad day I prolly conversate with twenty winches (H.A.W.K.) down south we push rhymes like weight and the real hangry grill fake hang with fake (Lil' Flip) down south it aint no stopin me and I got more zeros then the lottery (Chorous repeat 2 times) (Redd) down south ladies throw brawls right in your way man I love to rock ice just to brighten your day (H.A.W.K.) down south all you hear is H.A.W.K. and thats the reason why I hit your flum face (Lil' Flip) down south we ridin in vipers and vets down south we wearin nikes and sweats (Lil' Flip) and down south sucka free got the game sowed up down south everybody sayin man hold up (Lil' Flip) down south all we do is ride on chrome down south we got dvd's inside our home (Lil' Flip) down south we ballin for the millenium I got a drop escalade and I aint even twenty-one (Lil' Flip) down south everybody know I'm shinin quick can somebody flush the toilet (*toilet sound*) cuz I'm the shit down south |
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(Lil' Flip talkin')
Ha ha, this tha realest shit I wrote Ya'll say we look like kids Oh ya'll don't think I heard what ya'll said You puttin' it on tape, this for my dogz, nigga (Chorus) I'll ride for my dogz, I'll lie for my dogz If it come down to it, I'll die for my dogz I'ma thug with my dogz, I got love for my dogz What I'm really tryin' to say, don't fuck with my dogz (Lil' Flip) Grab yo AK's, pumps and even Calicos I fight for my dogz like we at the Alamo If you run up on me, I'ma have to tear yo' clothes So give me what you got, yo' rings and valuables And if you fuck wit my dogz I'ma blow you away And chop you up like ham and throw you away I ain't never been no hoe, so stop bumpin' yo' gums Oh you can't talk shit, when you got a pump on yo' tongue (Scoopastar) I cop bricks, in tha six, watchin' flicks wit my dogz Cause flippin' 2 for 36 and hit licks wit my dogz Cop glocks, rock blocks, investin' stocks wit my dogz Sit on docks, boardin' yachts, wit my big shots dogz I'll take over ya cut wit my SuckaFree dogz And I'll chop a busta up for APT dogz I get brains, run trains and switch positions wit my dogz Grip grain and swang lanes in Expeditions wit my dogz (Will-lean) I ride wit my dogz, I drank and get high wit my dogz You betta run and try to hide when I collide wit my dogz I bust AK's, aortas and 45's wit my dogz Just make you slip, slide and fall and get tied like a hog I break banks wit my dogz, I make stakcs wit my dogz We rip a nigga ass up, like this track wit my dogz I floss baggetts, princess cuts and Lexus trucks wit my dogz And if you wanna live and raise yo kids, don't fuck wit my dogz (B.G. Duke) Gettin' fucked wit my dogz, I'ma make 'em call tha laws My baggetts is shinin' and eat you up like Jaws I'm beatin' through, black crew with wrist roo C-note wit tha guns and Flip you get the loot And when I shoot, I shoot to execute Me, Taz and Scoop, hittin' licks in tha booth That's what I do, in a bulletproof coupe If you ain't my dog, then nigga fuck you (Chorus) (Lil' Flip) Hey, hey, hey..When it come to my dogz, I'll spit on yo' face And you bet not get caught, wit yo' shit on yo' waist Cause if I catch you off base, I'm mamin' and choppin' You might as well give up now, cause when I'm swangin', you droppin' Nigga get outta line, I'm hurtin' 'em all I caught fake niggas rough, cause when I'm swervin', they fall I'm makin' CEO money, while you work in tha mall And if you know about Flip, then you heard of my dogz There he go, that nigga right there, he's a hoe And I'm leave his white T-shirt wit a hole I'll put him in a finger fold, don't fuck wit Flipper, hoe I'm a kiss you wit a bullet, under a mistletoe (Taz) Cockin' back, point him out, watch I'll bust this nigga Lay 'em tote, 100 shot, we couldn't trust this nigga Infrared, touch his head, you couldn't duck this nigga Call tha coroner, chalk him out, cause we done fucked this nigga (Lil' Flip) Hey, and we stuck that nigga, like a chicken, plucked that nigga finger fucked that nigga, like shit we flushed that nigga (Taz) Like a diamond, we crushed that nigga, bust that nigga And ride wit Lil' Flip, cleanin' up on niggas Droppin' bullets like rain, wettin' up yo niggas Fuck you and everythang you love, hoe nigga (Lil' Flip) In conclusion, I'll empty out a full clip You aint known for trampolines, but you gon do a full flip And whatever you said, I'ma make you take it back And if you chest get got, nigga I'ma make it flat So you betta watch out before we run in yo house And tie you up like tennis shoes, and put a gun in yo' mouth (Chorus) (Lil' Flip talkin') For my dogz nigga, ya'll wonder why ya'll don't see me, cause I only chill wit real niggas, nigga scoopastar, the original star, nigga Taz, Will-lean, tha chemist, B.G. Duke, Humpty Hump, Les, Snoop, my real niggas, we don't fuck wit fraud niggas, Shasta, nigga Myron, fuck wit real niggas, you wonder why Lil' Flip don't be givin' you dap or speakin' to you nigga, nigga you ain't real, nigga, nigga I'll ride for my dogz....On my arm, nigga |
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(Lil' Flip talkin)
ay this is for everybody that wanna get in the rap game this is for everybody that think you just get in the rap game and blow up over night this is for everybody that think its easy to be on T.V in front of limo's and buy rolex's ha its better known as bleed and suck look (Verse One: Flip) I started rappin when I was about thirteen I was into basketball not this hip hop thing I started doin talent shows I was bein curious but I didn't know one day I would be serious I use to always freestyle until the end of the beat and I use to take my demo's to the end of my street to another local rapper I thought could help but in this rap game people all about theyself, so that made me work harder I picked up my pin all though I kinda felt bad I picked up my chin I made my own rap group Hustlaz Stackin Endz and I can't wait for me and Hump to drive a platinum benz (Chorus) its the biz (where anything can happen) its the biz (everybody and they mama be rappin) its the biz (everybody gotta shine rule one read before you sign that dotted line) (Verse Two: Flip) so I started freestylin every chance I got the word on the street was Lil' Flip is hot, I'm the hardest B.G rhymin in my state thats when C-Note let me do "Diamonds-N-Yo-Face" song was gettin played like fifty times a day then we hit the road doin shows tryna get paid I started doin karioes tryna get out there it didn't take long for me to put another hit out there now I'm in the studio tryna make dollar bills some people owe me fa sho since they live down the street, rollers actin like they broke (man show us some love) I'm tired of hearin that shit all the time me and Hump puttin it down nigga I ain't lyin I got record labels mad cause I ain't sign some niggas stealin my rhymes but I'm still gon' shine if you can't see this biz dirty then you must be blind (Chorus) its the biz (I'm tryna survive) its the biz (man forget a ninety five) its the biz (boy the game is cursole sometimes you just can't think like the rest) (Verse Three: Hump) its a dirty game but who's to blame I'm a stay independent y'all choose the fame ain't nothin changed still workin the clock 95 made outta wood and a sun roof on top and when we sittin on ya block y'all beez in shock cause Houston got Lil' Flip like caddie have crop when you see Sucka Free give us our props cause we run this rap game believe it or not (Lil' Flip talkin) now you got two choices you can be a rapper or you can be a C-E-O either you can be with the devil or you can be with god which one you wanna be with (Verse Four: Flip) and if you ain't gettin sued then you might be suin and if your fans ain't clappin they might be booin and if you ain't gettin paid then you might not get paid I'm sorry sometimes thats how the game gets played and if you ain't on tour you might not have one its 90% business the other half fun some niggas get raped for everything they earn its just like sex with no protection you get burned (Chorus) its the biz (I'm Sucka Free) its the biz (everybody want luxury) its the biz (you know what I mean lets talk about contracts and get the green) (Flip) I heard...you got jacked for your ride its the biz I heard...a nigga usin your lines its the biz I heard...a nigga bought you a car its the biz he said that he gon' make you a star and you ain't seen no money so far thats the biz and now you know knowin is half the battle thats the biz |
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Man we ridin candycars eating candybars naw i ain't locked up behind bars man
this is lil flip of the screwed up click i'm the coe yeah yall still come to see me flow i shine so hard i glow in the dark. my momma say damn boy it look like you got a star in yo mouth well momma that's apart of being down south. yall still mad? well i feeling kinda glad. records going gold and platium. man i'm tatlented i got skillz that bet ain't even seen yet i got a grill that damn near cost a mil. houston texas is where i live. but every body know in houston candycars be our style that's all i wanted to write lil flip i might help ya soon then holla at me and i write you and hole new album i got killz to dogg. lil bebe |
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| 4:08 |
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(*talking*)
Sucka Free, Lil' Flip, Scoopastar Feel that, I wrote this song bout That little green rectangle Y'all know what I'm talking about (Chorus - 2x) Money, hoes, that's all a nigga want Before you jump in the game, learn your do's and dont's You better change your money, don't let money change you (Your money gone playa), so what you gon do (Lil' Flip) Now you can act like you rich, and be broke as a clock Niggas hustle in my hood, with they dope in they socks Niggas hustle in my hood for that green rectangle And being on top of your game, is the best angle Cause some people get money, and don't know how to act Some people get money, and don't know how to stack I'm only 18, and I got a Lac and a drop Even though I'm rich, I still eat at Jack In The Box Some people hustle what it cooks, I'm just taking it raw And I ain't never been in jail, I'm good at breaking the law Yeah I'm a young b.g., but I'm bumping and grinding You can catch me in the studio, dumping and rhyming You can check the billboard, I'm jumping and climbing And all you can say is Hump and him shining You better make your money, don't let money make you Cause when you die, where its gon take you nigga (Scoopastar) I been making money, and I know how to keep it And I don't cherish money, even though I need it If you ain't got no money, playa you in some trouble You better learn your do's and dont's, to make your currency level The mo' money I collect, the mo' fatles people catch While you out there roaching, I'll be catching platinum checks Man this money don't make me, I make this money I can tell you ain't never had none, cause you acting funny Dummy, what you got today, will be gone tomorrow I know some niggas that was gon feed us, asking me to borrow Follow a broke nigga, and you gon be the next I like wrecking hoes, but its salary over sex What's next, if your partna turning back all your pennies I wonder how them cats'll act, if somebody gave em a Bentley I know niggas that change, when they pockets grew But when your money gone playa, what you gon do (Lil' Flip) So what you got a little money, and now you capping Your chain really white gold, but you swear its platinum When you was broke and your gal, use to kick you out Who was the one that came through, and didn't stick you out Now you running round town, yapping and talking I was the nigga down with you, when you was rapping and walking So what you got a little deal, being real is worth more That's why I stay away from niggas, like a fake shirt store Cause when cotton gets fluffy, they quick quack like a ducky I made it in this rap game, because I'm blessed and I'm lucky I still eat at Kentucky, I'm still wearing Air Macs I still carry all my raps, in a black backpack I'm still wearing tank socks, I'm still playing John Madden I'm still wearing bandanas, with my pant leg barely sagging Some niggas claim red, some niggas claim blue But whatever you do, don't let money change you (Chorus - 2x) (*talking*) Y'all don't know what green rectangles is Y'all don't know y'all shapes The shape of money is a rectangle, feel that Niggas acting funny over a piece of paper Niggas killing each other over pieces of paper You read what you sell, so don't let money change you |
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| 1:45 |
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Uh, the remix Lil Flip, Juvenile, Skip
I can do dat, sucka free UTP If I spill drank on my shirt, I can do dat It don't matter I got a lot of Iceberg, I can do dat I'ma spend 180 on tha house, I can do dat 'Cause I ain't got a lady or a spouse, I can do dat You know I'm ridin' S type Jags, I can do dat No belt, so my Guess might sag, I can do dat Cardiar is my wrist wear, I can do dat My bank account similar to Ric Flair's, I can do dat Next week I got a show wit tha dirty, I can do dat And everyday I wear a throw back jersey, I can do dat I'ma fly to Miami for a night, I can do dat We front row at the Roy Jones fight, I can do dat I just got a deal for 20 mil, I can do dat I'm like UGK 'cause I'm trill, I can do dat And I put new platinum in my grill, I can do dat And guess what, I did that before tha deal, I can do dat I still wear box wit da bows, I can do dat Like a bag a whole block fulla O's, I can do dat Throw a free party in the tunnel, I can do dat Niggas sip syrup through a funnel, I can do dat Turn a housewife into a hoe, I can do dat Stash a quarter million in tha flo, I can do dat Call a private meeting with the mayor, I can do dat Tell him quit hatin' 'cause I'm a playa, I can do dat I want a business talkin' in ebonics, I can do dat Fly to California for the chronic, I can do dat Pump my Rolls Royce in the jects, I can do dat Put 23's on my new Lex, I can do dat Pass on the sale for 10 keys, I can do dat A palm tree hid wit 10 G's, I can do dat Come through this bitch wit no clic, I can do dat Spit the remix with Lil Flip, I can do dat Hey, so if you see it, take it, hire it, shake it Money make it, microphone break it If you see it, want it, buy it, own it Drive it, flaunt it, factory chrome it I can turn a block into three, I can do dat Turn around and sell 'em all for cheap, I can do dat Hustle one day of the week, I can do dat The other six smoke weed and sleep, I can do dat Catch a plane from N - 0 to da ville, I can do dat I'ma blow about a half a quarter mil, I can do dat Then fly from tha ville to H- Town, I can do dat You Flip man I just touched down, I can do dat Nigga I'm foreva' like botany, I can do dat Meet me right here C-note got me, I can do dat Don't make me have to call will-lean, I can do dat Shouts out to my patna Mean Green, I can do dat I still throw money at my shows, I can do dat You still look funny wearin' gold, you can do dat I stopped wearin' gold last year, I can do dat And now, I get mo' sex than a papsmear, I can do dat I still got rocks on my wrist, I can do dat I still never shop for a chick, I can do dat I still got dem bricks on da strip, I can do dat Who run the south Juvenile and Lil Flip, we can do dat I put 20's on tha Land Rover, I can do dat I talk shit 'cause I'm a Cloverland soldier, I can do dat Fly to ATL and get drunk, I can do dat Blow a whole house with hood junk, I can do dat Hit Daytona for a week, I can do dat I had a show wit 8 Ball and MJG, I can do dat It only took a year and now I blew up, I can do dat But Dj Screw I'ma stay screwed up, stay screwed up Hey, so if you see it, take it, hire it, shake it Money make it, microphone break it If you see it, want it, buy it, own it Drive it, flaunt it, factory chrome it |
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LIL' FLIP LYRICS
"This Is The Way We Ball" Heyyy, Ho (This is the way we ball) Ah ha, Houston, Texas (This is the way we ball) Ah ha (This is the way we ball) (This is the way we ball) (Chorus) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) (Verse One) I'm Lil' Flip, I'm back on the scene, freestyle king Brand new piece, same byzentine I'm still sippin lean, I'm still watchin "Scream" I love wearin platinum, but my favorite color's green I'm hoppin out Ferraris, my house is three stories I'm still independent cause Jive couldn't afford me The meetings were boring, for real I was snoring The VP was fine, yeah she made me kinda horny But that's another story, let's get back to the topic Right now me and Hump negotiatin to buy the Rockets We might buy the Comets - name it, I done it If you see it and want it, buy it, own it This is for my homies, Pat and DJ Screw R.I.P. dawg cause I really miss you Boy I'ma stay true, until the day I fall East coast and West coast, this is how we ball (Chorus) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) (Verse Two) I'm thinkin - designer clothes and fashion shows I'm thinkin - all my albums goin platinum and gold I'm thinkin - Jaguars and a Bentley Rolls I'm thinkin - bein rich before I'm 24 I'm feelin - wood grain all in my tinted truck I'm fillin - all my teeth up with princess cuts I'm fillin - jugs up, no mo empty cups I'm feelin - like I'm worth 10 million bucks And I know - I wear a watch, yo it was made from a game And I know - my rims chop like the blades on a plane And I know - yo baby mama still givin me brain And I know - that ain't platinum, that's a silvery chain And I make - nothin but hits when I step in the booth And I make - rainbows from the sun reflect on my tooth And I make - DVD's light up in my coupe I think I feel I know I make money, how bout you? (Chorus) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) (Verse Three) I'm swangin, about to rip the kizzerp, sippin on my syzzerp If you buy first from me then you just bought a dizzert Swangas on my whizzeel, platinum in my grizzeel Me and Doby D stay blowin on some kizzeel I'm higher than a hizzeel, mind on a mizzell Southside of H-town show me how you fizzeel Now you see we ball, now you see we rich I represent the legendary Screwed Up Click I wreck I-45, I wreck 2 Screw tapes I'm 3 wheelin, poppin trunk, goin down Fuqua So move out of my way cause I'm ridin double R MJ right behind me in a Lexus bubble car (Chorus) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast boys but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) |
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(talkin)
Nigga, 2000, Y2K Me and Ron C all in yo muthaf**kin' shit nigga fo sho, ha, man it's goin' down y'all boyz need to fo sho get that cotton candy cotton mouth, all in yo' face nigga Uh huh, Lil Flipper, The Leprechaun aka Da Freestyle King Sucka Free, f**kin' with that Ron C Dat Dodo, y'all blowin' bullshit Indo nigga this what we blow... (Lil' Flip) We blow Indo, I might be on Jay Leno They be like Flip, can you listen to my demo I say naw nigga I got shows to do After the concert, I got hoes to screw If I'm on stage, I don't wanna be close to you I got money nigga, I ain't gon' boast to you What I'm supposed to do, is keep rappin' Some niggas got gold in they mouth, I got platinum I ain't cappin', what happened I done blew up too quick I'm the Lil' Flip, Da Freestyle King of the Screwed Up Click I represent, I get head Ride blue, ride black, I ride red F**k a Fed, I shake heads, when I'm in the club Ball outta control, I got Indo dub sacks How you love that, I ain't the Hot Boys But you might see me in a drop top boy I roll rolex, I got baggets, princess cuts If I'm in the club, you'll see me, pimpin' sluts That's what i do, nigga all the time Get rotation on 97.9, that's The Box Nigga got a TV sitcom on Fox Used to be on blocks, slangin' rocks Now I'm changin' dots, in my drop top prowler Go to court, throw away the case, I got a prowler Call her, nigga, Caller ID, a baller I be She wanna f**k, I'ma call her and see Take that hoe to Motel 6 or go to Tweety's Pour a duece in the can, sold a four in Tahiti Now I'm leanin', nigga, I'm in the green Beamer Supa dupa fly like I'm Missy Misdemeanor I'm Lil' Flip, nigga, I know you know me Baggets and 30 pointers all on my rolly's You might see me in a Expedition With a sign on the back, that say let's go fishin' I'ma balla, nigga I told you that If I ain't ridin' green then I'm rollin' 'Llacs I'm from the Clover, I'ma solja, I write rhymes in my folder Hell yea, I got mo' crystals than Folgers That's coffee, hoes wanna toss me, get off me Cause I be ballin' outta control, hoes they stalk me From Milwaukee, my Nextel, inhale, exhale Half of my niggas locked up in jail But I'm still on the block, puttin' it down Nigga when I smile, bling, platinum puddin, you gotta frown You be mad, cause you see me in a drop top Jag 50 G's for a car, that's not that bad I can do that, if it's too fast, I can screw dat Get the brand new drop, royal blue dat Now I'm cruisin', niggas I be bruisin' Gettin' all mad cause in the club, I be choosin' I like yellabones, talk on PrimeCo telephones Got hoes from Hine-Clark to Yellowstone I'm in Homestead, killin' with the real niggas We wearin' Platinum Fubu, y'all still wear Phil Hilfiger I almost f**ked up, but nigga I'm the king I can freestyle all night til the doorbell ring And all I do, is ride on chrome And all I got, is DVD's inside my home I got a Ja'causezi, I might watch Scary Movie Hell yea, I get head from yo mama every Tuesday This Lil' Flip, I bet cha know dat, show dat Hell yea, you owe me some money, nigga you owe dat So pay me, the radio gon' play me Look at my yard, I got mo' toys than Kay-Bee Who I am, The Leprechaun, Freestyle King Change the color of my teeth and my byzletine Now I'm platinum, nigga got a nigga name Crime Open up my mouth, my piece shine, but Johnny got my blinded y'all can just parallel park, when I open up my mouth, its farewell to the dark I sip drank, flip pints, sip 8's, got hoes at Worthing, Sterling and Yates And when I pick 'em up, nigga, I'ma take 'em to the room Nigga, I'ma be the witch and you can ride my broom Then you gone, I freestyle, I'm off the dome I got all, satellites from the top of my home I get gone in my zone, nigga, I'm in a Bentley Niggas mad, they got Guess glasses, I wearin' Finley's And S classes, jumpin' out, nigga Da King F**k y'all nigga, I'm jumpin' out limosuines (talkin) Nigga, Lil' Flip, Sucka Free, Swishahouse nigga, we over here too nigga, we puttin' it down nigga, the North and the South, nigga, how you do it, that was freestyle... |
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