Lyrics:
caught em that's a tip drill
Little ass boy can't even tell me how a flip feel
I walk in then its half time finna flip field
All that act got him juiced up
like someone shrinked his outfit
I think he's 'bout to flip, Jessica
Rest assured, Superman's here to rescue ya
Can you blame me? You're my Amy, I'm
like someone shrinked his outfit
I think he's 'bout to flip, Jessica
Rest assured, Superman's here to rescue ya
Can you blame me? You're my Amy, I'm
like someone shrinked his outfit
I think he's 'bout to flip, Jessica
Rest assured, Superman's here to rescue ya
Can you blame me? You're my Amy, I'm
the game
I hit the streets fans run up to me and tell me that that I'm runnin thangs
Mike Jones, Slim Thug, Lil Keke we be valetin in v.i.p sippin henessy
Southernplayalistic ATLiens in your sock drawer
No lockjaw, we got that raw shit and all the trimmings
Even though we got two albums, this one feel like the beginning
telling me to leave
Now where do I Go
I?m about to hit some spots with my guys from outta town
And there you go making those mean old eyes
Feel like I?m in
taller than a mountain
Sittin' on the porch, smokin', feel somebody watchin' me
They know wassup, it prolly dat lil' nosey bitch across the street
My
die with yo ego
Feeling like Sosa cause me and lil bro hit a stain
And took off with his shit like faneto
Hop out the car with a 5.56 in my hand
the county
Then we gone come for the state dont you doubt me
Getting the bag if your with or without me
Pour me a deuce now im feel all drowsy
Thats for
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
no tale
Just graduated, I didn't go to jail
Watch out for me, imma pierce the veil
Wonton soup, yea I feel like Lil B
Servin' the pack I stay out
(we did)
Ready to go off any minute so you feel it (bah, bah)
Because of the law, I had to conceal it (I go by Weezy Baby)
And if you mess around,
Weezy, fresh, and unplugged
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Give me a big fine bitch in a dress
One put them lips in effect
Suck the dick 'til the shit in her
nigga Boo in this bitch
My nigga hot boy album, ya'know what I mean?
500 Degreez
They all ridin' with ya boy
Fi-Fi
They gotta feel me
Birdman
hips but baby, you ain't my baby
I'm lost, you're fine
Almost had me fooled by the look in your eyes
But I don't play with fire
Too many times, thought
the Black nail blues, say our generation doomed
When I turn on the news, I flip the channel and snooze
Marriage legal for me, and it's legal for you
But I'll
days
And all my people straight when it comes to this life
Yeah
When it comes to this life
Making people feel me when I'm hopping on the mic
Do it for
to the destination
I want a Beamer black and a Bentley blue
A lil coupe joint for my mama too
See me with some hundreds and say nothing new
A lil bad joint it ain't
Yeah, used to flip packs i aint say nun
Yeah, used to flip packs i aint say nun
Yeah, someone wanna say sum
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, used to flip packs i
[Intro: Lil' Flip]
Yeeah.. this is pimpin at its finest man
Ha ha ha ha, yeeah, let it bang
I go by the name Lil' Flipper, man
You know Mr. Like
Made me a flip when i took me a trip
You niggas funny you niggas a trip
I got my own you can have that lil bitch
I caught a play and i made an assist
Lil bitch im still grinding
My niggas done told and stole from me lil bitch im still shining
My jewlery done been through more than you niggas cause
shielding my dick
Have baby by me baby these groupies they make me sick
My stick we don't restrict we get through thick like afro picks
It feels Vic's
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