Lyrics:
Baby choppa' armor to jack it in the line
You gon' bump and I knock off you face
Witout the clippers, nigga, you can get a fresh fade
You loose lipped
cheesy nigga
Meanin' I cut and leave a nigga
Get it? That's leavin', nigga
Scissors, clippers, please forgive me
Real nigga, hoes around me
Take
and your
Boss might kill ya
Man these hoes so familiar
One minute on the team
Next minute they ain't withcha
Like the ho from the Clippers
Laid up watchin'
And Clippers, everybody says Ho
Cause they know I got pro rings and I handle that
Girl shake you from Go
Thank God it's Friday
And a fresh one just poured me
the clippers at falcons and box Chevy's dippin'
Thou'n! Smokin' with my next door neighbor
Coughin', turtle and tobacco paper
Gangsta, read all about it
And I don't buy wolf tickets from niggas
But niggas be wolfin so I walk around on my clippers
Some of my people was alive from my struggle
But ain't lived
Cloud was a Yankee ship, five hundred tons or more,
She could outsail any clipper ship hailing out of Baltimore,
With her canvas white as the driven snow
On top of the beige Wallo's
45 government edition clippers, straight hollows
My 'Clientele is Supreme' and it's proven
That I'm 'Only Built 4 the Link'
a barbershop I got my homeboy Smooth
Cooling out with the clippers right around the way
To keep my fresh Cameo cut every day
Like that y'all, it's like that
Smooth
Cooling out with the clippers right around the way
To keep my fresh Cameo cut every day
Like that y'all, it's like that y'all
It's like
at you with a clipper
Gas Face given, I beg to differ
Pete that was real def man but I gotta get serious now
Ey yo Don, step to 'em again
Fuck 'em or fuck her, whatever get me faded quicker
She grind on my zipper cause I'm a big tipper
She stay in L.A. like she play for the Clippers
You see
smash her on my lake
Talking fast to the plug, juuged him for 8
Stacking bricks, LA Clippers, call me Blake
Thanking the lord for my situation
Used
Don't get mad at me 'cause I smash your bid then I passed her like clippers
Hell no, I need no label
A hundred badges sittin on the table
Play your card
Raider, LA Rams, motherfucken' traitors
LA Clippers, LA Lakers, trippin' off Kobe, you the motherfucken' greatest
LA Dodgers, finger to the Padres
East Los
can I be good when the hood so-so my validation?
I wish my grandma was still here to watch me grow up
I wish four clippers still here to watch me blow
First an foremost, Everyday
Verse 1
Step out clean an fresh inna mi white Gucci slippers
White shorts an mi jersey a Clippers
Snap back cap, Rasta cyaa
Don't get mad at me cause I smash your bid then I passed her like clippers
Hell no, I need no label,
100 badges sittin on the table
Play your card so good
some clippers and cut your mama's mustache, nigga
Fuck your sister while you watch 'cause she's kinda thick
And make that bitch take a knee, like Colin
A thousand years ago
And I wish that I sailed
On a great big clipper ship
Goin' from this land into that
Away from the big city -
Away from the big
tickets from niggas
But niggas be wolfin so i walk around on my clippers
Some of my people was alive from my struggle
But aint lived to see my success
They
ho-driller
Keep sippin'
Lickin' 'til I got a broke liver
Waist sicker, spit it like I got temper
You a disgrace to LA
Just sort of like the Clippers
50, Game,
ain't the truth
What you call that?
I don't know but I know im still payin
Bang time, All hoes get played
All on a nigga head like a set of clippers
Never
I'm a Clipper
Black hoodies, black bitches and black Benzes
She know these chains fit
So now she want my forensics
Got love for my city, shout out
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