Lyrics:
Ooh baby, you're so gorgeous
How about you and me take a lil' trip
In the big body?
Take a ride with me, babe
You by my side
How does it sound?
coming up
I still let her flip my numbers 'cause It's Rummikub
Shout my lil' bitch in the Bay, wait
Shout my lil' bitch in the state, yeah
Down by
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
they mess with, don't even stress it
Leaded, I pull these capers all the time
With the ugliest AK, I blow his motherfucking mind
Him and whoever
her name (her what)
I don't fuck with no fuck niggas (fuck niggas)
Fuck nigga, this ain't no game (no game)
You a lil I hope you get shot (get shot)
Got
face and then gone
Set a example, send these hoes a little message:
They need to be more careful who they mess with, don't even stress it
Leaded, I
and Ke, we Texas best
We three hard young G's, that don't settle for less
You can't mess with the Tex, Boss Hogg on top
When I park at the club, my rims
it's country tunes
we don't mess with MC's
I'm ma hold it down we gone slow it down
Recline and blow a pound
Put this hoe up in rewind
Uh now what you
of the industry
I ain't never been a friend of the gimmicky
I ain't never been good with the chemistry
But let me tell ya'll clowns what its finna be
Texas ain't
death wishes
Don't mess around with my mexicans
I might just flex again, and pull up in my Texas chick
pull up with my Texas chick, and make it flip
I
Fell in love with a Cadillac
Trunk turn flip, like a acrobat
Broke up with my foreign car
And fell in love with a Cadillac -
Trunk turn flip, like
police
How you say you wimme it's too late, and you don't know me
All up in Texas with a bag, I need a cold drink
Riding through the night thinking why god
I need's a extra clip
Let them twenty bullets rip, and twenty niggaz flip
In this verse I'm so legit, I don't care what nigga you with
When you speak
album on the shelf?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
who went platinum with one video?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
who smokin dro in every state he go?
[They call
watch your lip that TEC spit quick
20 over thurr, Tity over thurr, Luda over thurr, ain't no exit trick
Us you don't mess with, we got them guns like
is that L that's on my grille
You don't wanna meet in the gulag lil boy cause you'd get killed
720 boy hit you with no scope
I got plenty ploys
that action like a motherfuckin' verb
Check out the slab with the swangs on it
Texas Royalty don't hate on it
One thing for sho we make money
No doubt
that action like a motherfuckin verb
Check out the slab with the swangs on it
Texas Royalty don't hate on it
One thing for sho we make money
No doubt
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
don't even bother
Just stop messing with me
You talking Dallas, Dallas, Texas
Man, you catching a boot
When you see Texas on that license plate
You better
Catch me ridin with Lil mula
Maybe ridin with Lil T
You know we sippin on that drank
You know we call it Texas Tea
You know we ridin with them sticks
She don’t wanna mess with nobody that’s undercover
Cause she got a man and she love him like a brother
If her main thing tripping then she know she
see me I’m grown
A lil niggah grown
A lil money
Lot of power
I’m just tryna get rich
For my side
I ride
Im fucking with the north east west
But a young
won't let the change go to my brain
Respect better be somethin' you hope in the game
You gon' mess around and get choked with ya chain
Flip, Bun,
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