Lyrics:
Santa
The wrist is rushing, my ears is blushing
And the diamonds in my chain, big as grandma's buttons, (yes!)
On the flip side, the steel I'm gripping
we flip thugstas equiped
Prepared to make any niggas wig split
Lawyers on our payroll So I never stay long
Back out lay low no aint go so I stay gone
TANGOOO GANG
TANGOOO GANG
I can make a flip on the flip phone
I can make a flip on the flip phone
Trap phone my Motorola (Motorola)
Slanging work
Flip it dip it
S n double, O to the P
Baby you too much, you too much for me
But imma show you, I know you
Been waiting for dis
So one more flip it
they said they wanted
Then took for granted everything they handed to me
Flip a coin I choose
Tell my side of the story
My weak ass was backstage
I'm a real nigga, a wig splitter
I told her ass that I'm a chill nigga, for real nigga
I'ma try to make this mil' so I can make a meal nigga
I put her
if I had no longer
I'd mind
You know she ain't nothin'
But trouble, Junior (say what)
Yeah, Junior you know she keep
Me buying wigs all
Flip flop yeah
Flip flop yeah
I like when that money flip
Let me see you make it flip
Ion like no broke bitches round me
Let's make it flip
Flip flop
Yeah
Gotta' switch the flow up on this shit
Niggas ain't ready for this one
Yeah
Eskedit'
Yeah, yeah
Sonny D
Yeah
Me and my saga, we infinite
and flip it
And don’t make me load up that Choppa
And stain up your collar
Boy you know I’m with it
I keep a gun
And a knife in my book bag
Run up on deem b
run up nigga we never duck
On our way to the top from our graves that we dug
Pop that nigga like a tic tac, choppa yeah I rip that
Big pack flip that,
with Bernadette, you best acknowledge my wisdom
I got three kids and claim two on taxes
Popped three wigs and made two closed caskets, Wu-Tang
Shame
wig piece just for the way you're looking at me
Cock back, blaow, I hit you up right now
I don't know why so many of y'all wanna be thugs anyhow
Face
wig piece just for the way you're looking at me
Cock back, blaow, I hit you up right now
I don't know why so many of y'all wanna be thugs anyhow
Face
me a brick
Flip me a brick
Flip me a brick
Flip me a brick
Flip me a brick
Flip me a brick
Flip me a brick
On deck like a ship
I started with nicks
and he gon curl his toes
He say he love my vernacular
And the way I spit spectacular
Make him suck it up like he Dracula
Then I flip that shit like
to prove that they loyal
I send the goons out lookin' for you
Drive-bys out the Tesla
Wig shot, nigga, put that vest up
They just tryin' to prove that they
We gone flip yeah
Take my skills we gone flip em into bills
Fuck a pill, bitch I'm chasing all the mills
By the end bitch my life will be a film
We
Talk is cheap lil nigga duck yo wig buss you in yo shit
Never lackin you know I got my stick, so you bet not trip
Steady sippin syrup like I'm sick, mix
be my twangy wig-out
There's more
He says " Art is the mind set free"
She says "Then I don't know any real artists - so get down" baby and be my
Tell me "fuck you" I'll tell you fuck
You back with my index finger
I can flip on some killershit
But I'd rather keep cool
Keep it so remind it try not
is fair in
World War I I I so Grimm Reaper, set it
You wanna
Stare at me, you wanna glare at me, but I’ll
Handle all beef like American Me i’ll react
to Cashville
Still make dome spin faster than [?] and that's real
Wanna swim with the shark, think you big fish?
I ain't talking hairstyles how your wig's
at Manny's
Hope you creeps got receipts
My peeps get dirty like cleats
Run up in your crib
Wrap you in your Polo sheets
Six up in your wig-piece, nigga
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