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a blanket
Clutching a portable tape deck, just about to crank it
She's listening to a song by Ms. Diana Ross, uh-huh
Singing "Dreams can come true", Jim

I'ma scream
Boo throw me more of you, I'll take all four of you
We could flip it on the floor while I'm pourin' on you
Make me kiss it in the store

Hangin' out the all-red Ghost with the chopstick
Everything I see you niggas in, I never rocked it
Bet the lil' vest burn a hole through your pocket
I

homie got set up by his bitch 

Still can't believe that my lil nigga dead

Man 

Even though I jumped in the water

And I'm craving shark meat

Stay

them lil niggas real pain
Do the dash switching lanes
Jdior yea remember my name (jdior)
Hit em up wit the 40 clip
Make his ass do 40 flips
Runnin rick

Nigga know Nus gon flash
Nigga know a truce don't last
Pull up shoot no glass
Or have lil gang alley oop yo ass

He got the bells bro Nem they on em

the profit into my land

Paid tuition gave the bitch band 

Told lil mama 

Spend it on a friend

That's the way to keep it out my hands 

No se that im

Had to crank up the engine
Count the guap on the way to more digits
Talking hard so we spin like a fidget
Pockets blue make them think i was cripping

the forty, while I'm sleep, in my hand (drink it up)
Drink the dope and I get cool as a fan (drink it up)
Turbo motor hot, I'm scorchin' in France

a star
How else what I do it
Some people say I won't make it far
Bitch look what im doing
I had to put up the ball
And put it in motion
Now lil nigga we in

really worshipping

Started from the bottom, in a weird position
Asked my cousin for a loan 
Now watch me flip it
No burgers, no pancakes, not im not in

donuts (yeah)
Taught myself how to get millions, ain't nobody show us (it's Dolph)
Front my young nigga fifty 'bows, told him, "Lil' nigga, grow up

Ice Cream Paint Job

E-40

Crooked Souf

2009

black box chevy 
Crank my car, she be hummin, rims so big u can see me comin' 
Prime time click, we get money, stay iced up like tv johnny

Cream

to count up racks and make these bands dance
My lil patna got some shit that flip ya wig just like a handstand
He was wearing all white, we turn that boy

Ain't Gon' Do

Richie Rich

Ain't Goin' Do

that's what I ain't gon' do
Flip a new Benz and tear my shit up the same night
Ah-ah, that's what I ain't gon' do
Hit that cigar if it ain't filled up with

staying down talking flip after flip
I know that girl gon' drown if she gets lost in this drip
Always thinking bout some money cause it's such a bright idea

witcha
And I gotchu doing flips on it
Girl I love the way you sit on it
We all the way up
New fashion my love
I can’t I won’t stop
(No, babe)
I don’t know

it Tiger Woods
Hoes I'ma screw it aye
(All the hoes get it)

A bad lil bitch with me (Bad lil bitch)
Got a bad lil clique with her
(Got a bad lil

don't even peak
But I ain't gone lie I'm a lil' weak
Jesus da real God lee
I was down bad I had to squeeze
Then I came up I had a dream
It was getting hot

know that it's up
Fuck Lil J, know he not with it, pull up on him knock him and his fitted (Yes I did)
Can't see in the whip, the window too tinted, if

Da Lynchin'

Wet Boys

Get Wet

1999

when you not wealthy
Get cha' mind right Lil' Wayne
B.G. leave that shit alone
Pull ya' pants up on ya' ass and carry ya' young ass home
I'mma say it

time to take your heart
These niggas want to take it back
Like civil rights and Rosa Parks

Raise up
Raise the motherfuckin' bar when I blazed up
Then I

all the answers
Comebacks are wasted
She slobbered off my faces
Sick as fuck when I woke up
Flip the script and she racist
Swallow over my body
Acting

Chorus:
Flipping dos like they hot cakes
Flip em told her throw it up like it’s your gang
Dripping from the rocks up on my neck like I’m 2 chains
Higher