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hips, Angelic
Fuck niggas wanna hit
She dead it
I drop 2 by the time she read it
She want me, I want green
They jealous
You wanna turn this lil wave

bitch call me mrs flip it and profit and win
I ain't saving these niggas hell nah
I ain't Wearing no cape I'm a playa not playing the wiz
Prolly thought

Inchin' through, tryna survive
Girls wouldn't pay attention
They would walk right by
Now I get a dime and flip a dime
Because of my rhymes
God buffed this

bumpin', flip phone music, mobiles chirpin
Had like ten drugs, then I asked myself, now was it worth it
Blue team, the label, been through so much that we

Tell Me

MC Lyte

React

2002

a few dime pieces
The L-Y-T-E, I cram to understand and
The R-A-H D and me E-D
Hey Mr. DJ, give a jigga-jigga back spin
If you do like this, then

Freestyle Joint

Luke

In the Nude

1993

busy in motherfuckin' '93 
Freakin' all the hoes and gettin' plenty pussy 
So when it comes to hoes you call me Mr. Peepin' Tom 
When you're home

Midwest Invasion

W-Ali

Get U 1: The Mix Tape

girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all

my mouth, yeah we from the south
Call me Mr. Clean, how I'm stacking up my green
Mystery Machine drifting down the highway
Call me Lil Uzi cause I want

satan as their daddy?
I'm not establishment
Lil Nas X he a gay fag woah
My homies stay working like Maytag woah
Wuhan shoulda had a safe lab woah
I got my

Mix the liquor
With a smooth soul
How you call me
On the flip phone
This is too fast
Now you move it slow
You
She wanna pull up, been calling for me
Her

2 chains 
Just a little gap tooth 
Call me by my two names 
Moving like I'm Usain 
I ain't never losing 
Think you on a new wave 
Get up out the pool

Something like that I don't know
I don't know I feel like I should end it off with some fire shit I don't know
You gon hear this lil whore, it's produced by

Shit Is Real

Unlinked Artist

Well Connected

1999

Dope fiends loose they check, then flip like Martin 
Walkin' down the street butt naked and crack rocks sparkin' 
Startin' shit in front of my buildin'

on me)... just tossed her, turned her
Always land on that head, so I had flip her, stick her, get in that tail
She be calling getting fucked getting railed,

Interests in bakin' soda Like an agent I'ma chemist
Novocain numbin' gums, fuckin' teeth up I'm a dentist
Hi Mr. Wilson, Denis the Mennis
Baseball

Bang It Out

Papoose

Already A Legend

2007

travel the ground
I watch from the balcony, this is a busy town
I kinda like Miami, I might lock it down

My girl with me, she cook better than Mr. Chows

strapped wit'
That MAC Maine, and they hate fags
You prolly have a seizure like Lil'
Wayne when they skate past
Nigga, you softer than a premature baby ass

MR NICE KAIS aint no nice guy
Oh yeah, let's go
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, to the B.I., to the B.I., to the B.I., oh yeah
Never gonna drop,

Broke

Juvenile

Broke

2019

bought a condominium, but she live with her niece
Had a fight with her lil' niece and moved in with her uncle Keith
Got some money from insurance

Bitch i'm fine
Hey how you doin
Bitch i'm fine
How you doin
Yea bitch i'm fine
I got money on my mind
Kick flip bitch i grind
Please don't waste my time
I

-Bizzy Bone-Intro- 
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Capo Regime,
Lil' Capo Confuscious first and foremost.
Yeah, yeah. Live in the ghetto,
we're in the ghetto, War

insist
Yea woah, Tricks up all my sleeves they not for kids
Yea woah, you be my lil sunshine im lil flip
Yea woah, summer time aint seen my opps out since

in third grade got my first chain
Lil bitch pussy wet and its real pink
Honestly you niggas late and its gettin lame
Doc gone it really hurt this

can
I've been stacking this money up like Mr. Krabs
Stack it to the ceiling we just trying turn the city up
Busy chasing benjis ain't nobody really lit