Lyrics:
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I'm one secound from bustin the drapes
Well you can get ya money and all but not ch'ere
Lil daddy I been runnin this section for 5 years, first
out the girls making boss moves
I'm a raw bitch first, nigga, keep cool
I'ma get money, bitch, I do it
And that's a airplane view, I'm fluent for real
days
Mind on my money, money on the state
Can't judge a book by its cover turn the page
I like her on the pole that's her business nigga
As soon
days
Mind on my money, money on the state
Can't judge a book by its cover turn the page
I like her on the pole that's her business nigga
As soon
Ballin on these niggas like I never had shit
I get the work
Flip it and triple the digit that’s magic
Like wala, tada
It ain’t about money, no habla
Feeling my status, above average
Lil Ron be ready for all that static
[Lil' Flip]
We got automatics, nigga we still thuggin'
Nigga we still hustlin',
breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it
want the money (Yeah)
Show me the money baby
Look
Making money flipping bitches that’s how my life go
Girl Scouts in a woody lil bitch that’s how I blow
tryna do some chilling,
ayy
Them suckas fake, they just all be some bitches
That's why I'm driving by my lonely on the road to the riches
Making money is
money'll never get to us
We swore that these bitches'll
Never get to us
But now I'm feeling like I'm
Made for this shit
And loyalty go to the grave for this
thought I did
But I never needed you. I do it by myself. Bitch trust me
Go and get that money
Get that money. Get it get it flip it
Turning twenties into
a hundred times
Aye look lil homie throw ya hands up
If you got money on your mind
I'm tryna run a hundred bands up
And make it flip a hundred times
And make
this bitch I get hot like the summer
I get that money to fast I'm a runner
I make that money back-flip like a stunner
Dripping too hard I'm Lil Baby
to flip that money man like a gymnastic
Niggas will disappear, getin more bricks then the thing
Sumthin like the torch, got that fire by any means
Niggas iz
[Lil' Flip:]
Yeaahhh
Yeaahhh
Yeaahhh
Let's take it back to the streets niggaaaaaaa
East coast
West coast
Midwest
To the dirty dirtttyyyy
It's Flip
I live it, What I make I flip it
Money stand tall as Roy Hibbert hater forget it
Young Money!
Yea, where I from nigga even killas get killed
Just
don't be tryna make no money
You know that's the motive
You know money is the motive
Bout a bag, then you know i’m widdit
You know money is the motive
Do
ME DAT ASS BUT I GOT SOME MONEY TO GET SHE WANNA DANCE ON DAT POLE BUT I GOT SOME MONEY TO FLIP
SHE WANNA SHOW ME DAT ASS BUT I GOT SOME MONEY TO GET
she a down lil freak
Finna do it on camera
She slide down that pole like a dancer
Say she a cancer
Pounds of the gas
In the trunk
If I flip it
I'm going
Or I'll blow the shit cause it's dough to get
Cause I get that in all types of ways and flip that to retarded cake
And I hit that like Bonds and A so bombs
you red
Count blue, count dirty money, bitch it's green
Can't have that lil' slut on my team
30 hit em in his leg, make em walk, with a lean
She said
to cut off dem negative niggaz
That's not trynna see you get richer and richer
And now they all flippin' like pages
Y'all bitches flip like pages
Y'all
That's the devil, they always wanna dance
See, we go out with a bang (Bang, bang)
I'm tryna work this cold thang
And take this whole thang
I get the money
Make it flip flip
And she love when I grab
On her hip hip
Pipe her ass down
Then I dip dip
No friends
‘Cause these niggas two faced
Lil’ hoe
Get the fuck
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