Lyrics:
a hunnid, I'ma still get 'em'
Walk a nigga down on that wild shit
Bro got molly, sand tan, brown shit
Bo-Boss up for a check, I feel like money man
Hold
[Verse 1]
I keep pimpin' to get in a bitch panties
I keeps spittin' the critics can not compare me
They put it simple I am Mr. Miami
And my lil
get better
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne]
Here I come star rapper
I get the fast money
Short cute hot boy
And rap for cash money
Stand out
got to make them sync
Got to go reconnect the bands lil boy got to make them flip Bitch yeah I got to make them flip
I got to get a hunnid bands today
bank diamonds in my pinky ring
See this money I made it, baby shake it for daddy
Go get your friends and pussy pop it for me a Lil' Scrappy
And niggas
Young Money (Holiday Season)
If you could, you would get rid of me
Fuck you gon' do when a bitch try to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me (to
on leather...
When I get money invest...
You get the money you dress...
You get the money n flex...
Lil nigga you is a pest...
I got the money I get it I flip
cops boy
See you bitch and I bet she getting copped boy
'Cause I'm spending cash money like a Hott Boyy
Hunnids, fifties, I just flip 'em every mornin'
[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
up
Now you know niggas get real paranoid
When they see a gang of motherfuckers walkin' up
Now this legendary shit is brought to you by
shoppin', coppin' Matty Boy, I got this down in MIA (huh?)
This lil' bitch should get a housekeeper, I met her in L.A. (in L.A.)
I got bloods in Bompton,
get stomped in
The neighborhood Watts and Long Beach
Boy, you out of reach
This is TDE, Ab-Soul, Jay Rock
Schoolboy Q, we hot, you not
This a freestyle
see my neon light and hear them speakers bump (Boom-Boom)
They call me Lil' Flip (Lil' Flip) I'm leanin to the left
I'm like the yin-yang twin,
Hah, it's Gucci
It's Drop Top (skrrt)
Wizop, ooh (skrrt)
You get the bag and fumble it
I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah)
Straight
this like gangstas
Dog, I'll kidnap your little man and send you to the banker
That money get dropped off, so do he
Right off the booth of his mama'
(Do you think about me)
(Do you think about me)
(Do you think about me)
You think about money when you think about me huh,
That's what my ex, my ex
Yeah! Lil' Boat!
Larry League in this bitch
KSupreme in this bitch
Look at my bitch, she a angel
Look at my cup yeah that's rainbows
Different
I just wanna get that money (Get that money)
I just wanna get that money, flip that money
(Flip that money)
I just wanna stack them hundreds
(Stack
back-flips!
How'd I get in this predicament?
Maybe you're guilty or innocent
This is New York, it ain't working out
Wishing we all can go back in time
You
lean
In the NASCAR with Luckaleannn
And why my flip phone look like lean?
And why this shawty keep callin' me?
Please get the fuck up off of me
Countin'
on the clock like hands
Grindin' like teeth get money like Heath-
Cliff Huxtable, keep it comin' like Keith
Gotta make it last forever, for worse or for
set aside for me to really be a soldier now
Cash rules everything around me (uh)
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all, y'all
ever come my way
I'm in the studio now wit a gun on my hip
And I'm tired talkin' 'bout the beef wit me and
You betta
[Hook]
[Lil' Flip: Talkin']
This
a rubber (ooh), lil' baby buss it
Baby better catch up, wake up baby, get up
Damn she got them cakes, boy, uh, see you later (wow)
Diamond pressure, flip
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