Lyrics:
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
Yeah...a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom
[Chorus]
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again (3x)
[Will I
to let the chicken heads flow
Son, no doubt, god it's real
Every member of my clique is equipped with steel
Suga', let's, god bless
Just the type
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
Lil Flip got skills
You know Lil Flip got mills
You can ask B.E.T how the fuck I live
They know Im rich as fuck
So nuck if you buck
Cause down in
it (ayy)
You got it, girl, you got (yeah)
Pretty lil' thing, you got a bag and now you wildin'
You just took it off the lot, no mileage
Way they
tonight?
Can I stop by to see you? (Tonight)
We both on fire, love the teamwork
Leave with juices on your t-shirt
Loud and clear, no need for reverb
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
work it
I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (ooh)
If you
I was 3 years old
And what I loved most she had so much soul
She said "Excuse me lil homey, I know you don't know me
But, my name is Windy and I
no fours (let's go)
Give me a play, I bet I'ma flip that
I'm in the hood, ridin' 'round with a six-pack
I got a Glock with a beam, if I catch
around
Girls jump on that dick
It ain't gonna be no standin' around
Now lets get crunk in this bitch
And ladies
Show em yo shit
A lil' hip a lil' thigh
see saw
Trippin' off hate no hee haw
All blacks locs on the loc
Actin' like I don't see y'all
Doing that shit to da mean dogg
When I bring it
I love to see my lil' cousin run that football
Remind me of me
Hard
Strong
Confident
Never Scared
No surrender (No surrender)
No retreat
We
ain't see them on in three years, nigga stop it
Shake that shit, bitch, shake it then drop it, man (shake)
I'm the lord of all lords top fallin' off (?)
leave it home
If he ain't got it right by now, then scratch him off
They just called me, said it's about twenty strong
They standin' at the door, don't
car, don't need no switch, got A.R.P
You can't run from me, peekaboo, got two hundred and twenty-three's
Y'all niggas see Lil' Nine, niggas quick to beat
around
Girls jump on that dick
It ain't gonna be no standin' around
Now lets get crunk in this bitch
And ladies
Show em yo shit
A lil' hip a lil' thigh
around
Girls jump on that dick
It ain't gonna be no standin' around
Now lets get crunk in this bitch
And ladies
Show em yo shit
A lil' hip a lil' thigh
in a coma
I'm super paid, 2 shows a day
My rollie gold, no time to waste
What it do Berg, my fuckin' brother
Keep that pistol by me like my lovely
stop the music!
Don't stop, don't you stop (don't stop) it (no)
Don't you stop it (don't stop) the music!
Yeah, yeeah!
[Interlude: Lil' Flip]
Lil
to stop Trillville and Three 6, Hell no
I know by now someone told you about the cracker in Memphis
Three 6 picked up two years ago, the shit was
rangin'
They make it they take it, they flip it they whip it they get paid
You name it they cock it they aim it, they bangin' the stage
Lil Jizza 'n
breakfast mom
I got no time I'm gonna be late Jump
'cause there's a party on at three
and it's quarter past eight Songtexte
Now when I'm walking people
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