Lyrics:
Uh, keepin' it triller, I walk in the dealer
I'm 'bout to go ham with my young niggas (word)
You know the rule, if you see me in traffic
Don't dap
In the blackest cell on "A" Block
He hanged himself at dawn
With a note stuck to the bunk head
Don't mess with me, just take me home
Come and lay,
give a fuck if you don't like me!
Yea, I walk with a lean like I'm on some other shit
I'm on top.. you can tell by my click
I'm from the south lil
Yeah, What (repeat 7x)
Lil' Flip, David Banner, Three Six Mafia
Houston Texas, Mississippi, Memphis Tenn. what?
[Lil' Flip]
They told me I
Yeah, What (repeat 7x)
Lil' Flip, David Banner, Three Six Mafia
Houston Texas, Mississippi, Memphis Tenn. what?
[Lil' Flip]
They told me I
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
[Whistle]
[Chamillionaire:]
Yeah!
It's the name they say is running the game
Chamilitary Mayne
[Lil' Flip:] Flip in the building!
[Whistle]
[Chamillionaire:]
Yeah!
It's the name they say is running the game
Chamilitary Mayne
[Lil' Flip:] Flip in the building!
told her to beat it
Not eat it
Done with the mami's don't need me a Spanish Chiquita
Throw them in the pulpit
I ain't with the bullshit high as hell
live in ctlanta (cTLcNTc
She like to pop perks and put lean in her Fanta (UGGHHWWWWW)
Don't f*ck with her family, she think they against her (NcHH)
She
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my curious chick
And a list of reasons she should try Bi
Dolce Gabbana Prada
Dress dress up baby model
She don't smoke but she smoke when i call her
Damn my lil baby the hottest she bougjie she ghetto she
Uh, Lil' Flip, them hatas still mad
Man look, Big T
Why y'all haters still mad
(I said I don't know why baby)
'Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad
house, I demand to be respected
Flip it around, until you see from my perspective
Shit I gotta run I got a meeting in Texas
Feelin' sketch you said your
pay the bill (pay the bill)
I don't play detective games they play, no, I don't play with them (play with them)
I don't free-pick niggas when I beef
tryna find me
I'm really tryna duck her
Cause I'm prolly with another
From Texas
But Texas
I really hate to miss a text message
I meant to reply but my
fear
Out here it's fresh water fuck your wifi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my
mouth
Shoot that boy in the fucking crowd Don't make a sound, chopper, gotta silence
Huh We gon' come through with a motherfucking chopper
I ain't talking
switched the Beamer then Benz
Know this hustle earned it quick stack and flip
Go invest with your profits in any business
If you ain't with it then you're
lymph nodes
She gon' tiptoe, she gon' play her row, she gon' deep throat
Mess with the kid, I turn it up in this bitch
Quiet lil' nigga, huh, but I can
or just pretend
I don't see Dons, I just see pawns, bruh what I'm on, you can't attempt
Lil Wavy gone off with the wind
Okay
Bitch done locked off xans she
who been rappin' in spazzin And he been puttin' on for the city by the bay
Bankrol from Texas, he slangin' a lexus He stay double cupped cause he love
Stopped by the shop, got a new fade, gotta thank god for (?)
Straight to the hood to see some new cake
Aye that crown will mess with my shake
No matter
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