Lyrics:
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And the check lookin' Reagan, I painted it blue
If it's me and my shawty we hop in the coupe
My lil' youngins go crazy, they lovin' the crew
She
clothes, mane
And if your boy trip, I'ma bust a clip
Y'all bitches can't fuck with me and Lil Flip, nigga
Nigga, nigga
Yeah, nigga
This for the real
fuck with me
Because I'm booking all these shows
Bad lil bitch
Got me Vibin in tho
Gotta flip the switch
Gotta stay on that grind hoe
Bad lil bitch
See, check it out, the dope game is a mother fucker, young man
I bet you yo lil ass ain't even got a gun man
You in the game now you know what you don'
popped this summer (Gucci)
Sometimes I, I feel good
I be in the hood, I just ride by
Sometimes I, I feel bad
I be in the hood, might do a drive-by
be
They wanna be like Lil Boat and Skip
They call him Flip 'cause he water whip
I'm balls deep all in your
Bitch like a Hail Mary
She mad at me 'cause
[Chorus x 2]
I just can't go
I just can't stay
I just can't
You just won't
I just can't get away
[Lil' Flip]
Ghetto mind state!
At fifteen, I was
my niggas
In the middle of the trial I flip pies my niggas
I did joints with Mary J. Blige my niggas
I've eluded the coppers got booted with Big
(Don't say word)
Daddy’s 'bout to go ahead and flip this bird (Flip this bird)
Flippin’ the bird on a bitch
Keep fuckin’ with me you get rich
I drop some
It's Lil Boat yeah, yeah
Ayy
I've done lost respect for a lot of people
(I did)
I've done lost friends I done made ends
And stuff 'bout loyalty's
place
I'm one secound from bustin the drapes
Well you can get ya money and all but not ch'ere
Lil daddy I been runnin this section for 5 years, first
your mama going to therapy
And cut her throat
You lil' sister walking home from school
I abduct her, then I fuck her
I hit ya park close up with
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX]
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
doing time, I know how it get
Yo homies disappear, and yo bitch turn into a flip
Once upon a time, I thought I found love but then she played me
I was
on it, bakin' on it
As-salamu alaykum, homie
Got it, whip it, lost it, flip it
Now a nigga back to ballin'
Back to ballin', back to ballin'
I ain't
it
I'm a real nigga fuck how you feel about it
Lost in the mud trying to pull a deal out it
I heard about the devil but a nigga still in Prada
Thick
the barbeque pits and the mini-bikes
Mini-skirts, Hennessys, and the Miller Lights
Domino tables, who got big 6?
Where I'm from we do concrete backflips
Flip
how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?
You see, my nigga just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter
I grip her harder
Kiss her on the head
got out but he keep his heater
I can't let lil' Tiger out the house, he like to shoot at people
2 seater beamer on my way to pick this money up
Semi
You can jus call me a king or even a leader
I'm on my throne wit my feet up
Flip it and flip it and flip it and flip it again
This dough I'm baking
all in
Maybe if I explain, then I can flip some sins
Everybody wants a spot at the top
When you're blinded by the ego, man, nothing is enough
A lot
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