Lyrics:
[Intro- Lil' Flip]
You know how we do it man
Ain't to many people ballin like us man
I go by the name Lil' Flip
I'm in here with my dog Roy Jones Jr,
his pain but masks it from his face
No one knows his name sits alone at the games
Watching jocks get the fame the girls accolades don't notice his
er sein altes Leben gegen ein' Haufen Cash
Doch Girl, so ist das Showgeschäft
„Wie soll ich jemand anders lieben?“ Glaub mir, das schaffst du schon
ain't talking candy bars but I say this a hundred grand
Multiply that shit by six and that's what I got in my hand
Take a pic for Instagram, I don't
she can't
Help/ going there like she was cursed by a witch
Just like for candy bars
A you-holic ho
Got to be pretty so she gets a little freaky when
take home)
She can be 18 (18) with an attitude
Or 19, kinda snotty, acting real rude
But as long as you a thicky-thicky-thick girl you know that it's
take home)
She can be 18 (18) with an attitude
Or 19, kinda snotty, acting real rude
But as long as you a thicky-thicky-thick girl you know that it's
'cause you way bad
The only thing I really give you is all your water and gas
You roll around the block
I let your voice knock
And other girls get jelous
to eat?" afterwards, I asked
Sittin' down by the sushi bar, we laughed past curfew
Three days later, awe at the turk, she started feelin' down
I
Ah candy green pontiac cadilleena
Baby diamond ring on my lil girl left finger
Hairobones around my son neck
Timberland,Ralph Lauren,Tommy Hilfiger
the music on and start to dance
One by one she takes off her clothes
And prances all around the floor
While all the boys are peeking over the fence, saying
[ VERSE 1 ]
I'm a young gifted and black mack, rap sweet like candy yams
And I make you put your fist up to your mouth and say, "Goddamn!"
Boy, I got
And god told me I ain't putin a foot up in heaven, cold world.
How you gonna be a player with no girl?
Shirly temples in the club, had a fight, now no
change, change, change
(repeat)
You can be like Pastor Troy and them New Orleans boys
Everyone flossin' up in the toys
Candy coated chevy comin with
pulling mussels
Everyone was there to greet me
When I stepped inside
Newspapermen eating candy
Had to be held down by big police
Someday, everything is
fall back man
Candy ass niggas, ayo check it out
Yo, if I ain't have a mic I'll
Be flyin' kites from a cell
Respect me like I'mma Al-Qaeda
Leader in
Erick! Brother Lionel!
- Praise him - What's the word?
- Pastor Willcall, I presume
Are you still banging that girl that
Lives over by that lakehouse?
-
always by my side, so I can peep the love scars
What you want from me is in my cold black heart
You can take it all and leave, but you will not get far
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