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a new babe
I'm with ya new babe
Going dummy on em like the three stooges
Choppa singing like the bitch Whitney Houston
Dummy bitch hit my line she

magic tricks
26, yeah I love the Glock, by the mattress shit

Ain't no pocket rocket, she know I got big stick
Don't talk to me on no serious, less you be

she elsa in Frozen
Aye
Woah
But I ain't never been to Disney
Aye
Woah
I been working I been busy
Aye
Woah
Out in Houston like I'm Whitney
Aye
Woah
Can't

Maybe God won't forgive me
He saw my soul, my mind was too filthy
If I turn 5 to 50, have her singing like Whitney
But never move to Houston, my Jr

still haunts me
Houston I got problems like whitney
Niggas act up for emmys
Puffin' gas I feel like diddy
Pay two fifty burn your city
MC nigga I keep my

check my skin
Boogers hanging off my head they dripping I'm like ugh
Whitney Houston take of like a rocket just because
I don't fire I'm like Michael

a vibe in Houston, and I'm tryna make her sing like Whitney
Man, damn, Shawty pretty, and damn buddy talkin' that shit
Man this chopper gone spear him like

Look at Me Now [Bonus Track]

Lil' Flip

Undaground Legend [Bonus CD]

2002

cracked

All my ex's live in Texas ha ha
Yeah Redd in a Lexus nigga that's how we doin' it
Houston know what I'm saying
Ugh that's how I'm doing it my

Honestly I don't think these niggas fuck with me 
Houston we got a problem and I ain't talking Whitney 
Get your bitch wet, Bobby Bouche fit me
Im

to the light 
Flash the brights 
So my eyes 
Can illuminate 
The night's cries 
Higher then all the rest
So no sleep for me 
I confide in myself 
Lil bo you are

to the light 
Flash the brights 
So my eyes 
Can illuminate 
The night's cries 
Higher then all the rest
So no sleep for me 
I confide in myself 
Lil bo you are

folks love me in the city
Flyin back to houston
Rest in peace whitney
Security know
Let me through the back
I ain't really coming
Without the glocks

Whitney
When I OD in Houston as I proceed
Just to give you what you 
Need

I'm sick in the head
When I shoot the bitch til 
She dead
I put my dick into some

'til I'm shitty
Singin' duets with my bitty
Yeah, I do it for my city
Tattoo it if you wit' me
I used to get real itchy
Off that Houston like I'm Whitney

you classics like Bobby and Whitney
I love you baby it feels so right don't cheat on me like Judith did Bryce
Free like a dove fuck all you scrubs

time for you
When we're alone inside my room, I got some drugs we can abuse
I got Houston, I got Whitney
Ecstasy come by the plenty
And they keep saying

Take you out to Houston
Make you hit notes like you Whitney
Is you with me or
What is you thinking?
Navigating through your mind like I'm driving some

Dawg, ya head now be looking like a gypsy Fuck all the bullshit, n****, you can miss me
If you bust at me, better not miss me Sippin' on Houston, n****,

things just can't be forgiven
I had a pot to go piss in
You can just see that we different
I cannot see what you getting
I cannot live what you living
I

I'm from the city
Houston like my
Name is Whitney
From 5th Ward
Ain't nothing pretty
Made it through
When the odds against me
Should've listened
When

the dope on the scale like a chemist (Gas)
Then imma flip the check like a gymnast (Racks)
My album I wrote it (I did)
That money I blow it (I did)
That ass

docs and restitution living the life booby brown Whitney Houston
Deeper then the average mafi humble a savage put my dick in the dirt sprout up spinach

Gave a nigga blessings, but it made a nigga reckless
Feigning, screaming  like I'm Whitney 
I'm in love with Houston, Texas
Move the lyrics make

to snap
Whitney Houston live through me nigga thats why all I spit is crack
Bad bitch trying to fuck me hold on
First you gotta fuck Tray Wattz and Ducky