Lyrics:
Bubble
Boss
BubbleOnDeck hoe
How you mad that I'm a boss
Lil small fry
Lil pee wee
Lil pump fake
Lil dictator
Lil cornbread
Get big mad
Lil boy bye
taxin'
Them prices don't go down, they go up, hoe, stop asking
My nigga red flag and I'm jet-laggin'
Big baguettes around his neck and his pants saggin'
Bad lil bitch
Got me Vibin in tho
Gotta flip the switch
Gotta stay on that grind hoe
Bad lil bitch
Dripping in designer clothes
Now she wanna
ass
Let's be real my nigga you a bitch
I know the truth now ya sit down when ya piss
Yo momma thought she raised a Lil boy but raised a bitch
She should
me)
You should already figure I'ma go hard
If you was as real as me
You would never let another girl sit in your throne
I done put the chokehold
drop them bozs' on 'em [Repeats]
Nigga bozs' bout to turn out the show
Crankin' up yo' dance flo' screaming GA hoe
Flipping rhymes and gripping
This that heartfelt shit
This that heartfelt
This that heartfelt shit
This that stay rock solid when life get hard, lil' bitch
All my niggas
Evander Hollyfeild.
I might come to your town shut a show down
Got the whole crowd screaming lil bow wow.
Without the lil but I'm still on top back
Boys and you know this
Two cups with the red stuff now I'm floating
Dig down on a perc then I feel like gloating
Lil $lick and Young Ruby we
Gone hit it
Yeah, Lil' Flip, I'm one deep this time
We ain't scared man, how many times I gotta
Tell you niggas we ain't scared, yeah
We keeping it gangsta
flip
They gone chip when I grab my grip
I don't slip
Dawgy sit
My whole clique go n pop their clip
Stop that shit
Fuck that prick
Lil pussy gotta go
Yeah, rollin' 'round, three GMC's, 'bout to be a drive-by (brrah, brrah)
Your lil' homie know what's up with me, talk down, you gon' die (you gon' die)
Flip for the game tho
Flip for the gang hoe,
Everybody rep they shit,
Everybody gone filp no game no,
Flip no gang no,
Everybody rep they shit,
nephews
A bunch of lil' me's
Flip flop by Versace, hip-hop got me here
Music made me a millionaire, yeah
Multi for what's inside of here
Inside my heart,
Yeah, uh (Uzoma, come here)
Somebody tell me "Sit down," I'm a dawg
Came with some money, I left with her drawers (mm)
They like, "No GPS," I
pimp on
Peep how the Twist' puttin' down the luchie while smokin' a lot of dro
Whatchu know 'bout checkin' yo' paper for a down-ass bottom hoe
Lil Mama with the Flip Out
Lil Mama with the Flip Out
Turn around & pull the clip out
Turn around & pull the clip out
Lil Mama with the Flip Out
and black, they think I'm Jewish
I don't give em shit, and they keep comin' back to it
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Now come and sit yo big ass down
me
I used to clown in the 'vert
Jump on the top when it drop and leave you down in the dirt
The first nigga flinch'll get it first
Fuck
girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Make them girls get down on the floor, on the floor
By the time I hit the door I saw hoes on the floor
we shove a barrel down ya pipe suckers
Ain't no love for no busta, no fear for no coward
No respect for no slut, and no money without power
We
by the park (???)
Don't you pull down in them 'partments after dark (don't you do it)
Five niggas five choppas and a brick a hard (brick a hard)
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
on me
I call all the shots
You was my son lil boy just sit down
Hit em' with the top of dome with like two rounds
Put a hundred k' on his head now he
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