Lyrics:
(*talking*)
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face
[Slim Thug]
I got too
(*talking*)
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face
[Slim Thug]
I got too
(*talking*)
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face
[Slim Thug]
I got too
(*talking*)
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face
[Slim Thug]
I
(*talking*)
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face
[Slim Thug]
I got too
ride for me, lil' bitch, why you take your pants Off, just get on your knees
Lil' bitch, why you take your pants off, I just want the neck, all designer
I’m black in the whip
Lean back in the whip
Watch that powder, don’t sniff, Lil homie
Government the biggest drug dealer, Lil homie
Ronald Reagan had
Yea nigga
it's Lil' Flip in this mafucka
i know y'all niggas seen the new vibe
i know y'll niggas seen the double XL
i know y'all niggas fittin'
strugglin'
Yeah they all set
I got racks too
Bad bitches said she wanna be my lil boo
I might flip that bitch on
My trip by your crew
Ive been on the boat,
that shit and I took her by the throat
Got long hair, I might flip it for a vote
Won't Die Alive, drop it, feelin' so g.o.a.t (Aye!)
I left that Ritz,
soap don't got no racks
Motherfucker I say that's a myth
Told lil shawty pull up to the crib
Don't forget to bring some triss
I'm too cold for
fisherman when you a tadpole
(Yeah!) or like Lady Ga' (Gaga)
Why you let a nigga do ya whole album?
Where you think that fake producer got ya style from?
bad
I'm the type to make it flip and turn that shit in two bags
I don't want no love lil shawty but I want them blue racks
Posted at the crib I'm by
platinum pieces with canari diamonds (diamonds)
but haters they talkin but never mind them (never mind them)
[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
Well I'm back up in yo'
Beep
Dr Dre
Ay ay Snoop whattup this your nigga dre
Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it out put
Beep
Dr Dre
Ay ay Snoop whattup this your nigga dre
Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it out put
dippin'
Yeah we got the sauce, young niggas we drippin'
Lil’ shawty want me to wife her, she trippin'
Juggin ‘fore the ABC’s
For the denim it’s APC
Why
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 y'all still
vision was clouded
They used to doubt, son
They only care about income I'm
Worried about the outcome
My flow will make Jay
Electronica drop the album
Shit,
the Lands, Beemers
To the Lex
Now Busta Rhymes, what you wanna do
Represent for the motherfuckin Flip Mode crew
Aiyyo-y'awwwwl, one more time I come
either with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R tee with the matchin' bandana
38-snub, blue steel with no hammer
And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance
the lil humble struggle rapper coming up
'Cause all these blogs got y'all broads gassed up
All y'all got no bars, y'all washed up
No tide, no softener
doper than the fluid cellur
I flip it all up by myself
I give my niggas recipes
So they can turn to something else
They love to work
That's why I
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
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