|
|
24.10.2000 |
|
1. | Freestyle King Award |
2. | |
3. | |
4. | |
5. | |
6. | |
7. | |
8. | |
9. | |
10. | Skit, No. 1 `The Copycat` |
11. | |
12. | |
13. | |
14. | |
15. | |
16. | Skit, No. 2 `Purple Drank` |
17. | Candycars |
18. | Green Rectanglez |
19. | Skit, No. 3 `The Dentist` |
20. | |
|
1. | Soufside Still Holdin' (Radio edit) |
2. | Lil' Flip |
3. | Soulfside Still Holdin' (Street edit) |
4. | |
|
. . .
|
|
. . .
|
|
(Chorus)
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow
If I ain't in your gal, I'm in the studio
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow
I'm da freestyle king, I ain't no freestyle pro
I got flow, you know I got flow
If I ain't in your gal, I'm in the studio
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow
I'm da freestyle king, I ain't no freestyle pro
I got flow
Look, I put diamonds in your face
I'm Lil' Flip, you know me
I chill with Big H.A.W.K., C-Note, and Pokey
Used to do karaoke, now I'm da freestyle king
You wanna see the platinum in my mouth and my Byzantine
I go to ? cause my piece shine bright
If I look into the sun, my teeth shine bright
I ride to the left, I swang to da right
They like, "Lil' Flip let me see your chain in the light?"
When I step on stage I leave you wit your mouth open
I go to Papdeux or I might go to Copeland
Fly to Oakland and do a song with Too $hort
All Mann my pants I gatta take'em back dey ain't toostarched
I be ballin', I be crawlin' that's all I do
Represent the Screwed Up Click with DJ Screw
I'm da freestyle king I said it once I'd said it twice
I don't wear no other name brand shoe but Nikes
(Chorus)
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow
If I ain't in your gal, I'm in the studio
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow
I'm da freestyle king, I ain't no freestyle pro
I got flow, you know I got flow
If I ain't in your gal, I'm in the studio
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow
I'm da freestyle king, I ain't no freestyle pro
I got flow
Look, ain't nobody down-south wreckin' Flipper
Got da brand-new Bentley with the inspection sticker
Or I might be in da Jag, or I might be in the plane
Da diamonds on my ring or dey might be on my chain
I'm looking good, I'm dress good, I feel good
I stay right between S. A. and Hillwood
Cloverland on da map I know you know that
Every song I put out BABY, I wrote that
But I'm freestylin' comin' from da top of my dome
I got satellites all at da top of my home
I got diamonds all on da top of my phone
I got ice and it's all on da top of my cone
Im a balla, I chill with my partner Taz
We be ballin' out of control, NBA live in da Jazz
He might dunk on me, I might dunk on him
But it don't really matter
Drank da drank till its on da rim of da cup
I mo buck, I'm slidin' and creepin'
Dey be like Lil' Flip, "South side we sippin'!"
I represent my hood, Cloverland, its in the air
Hell Yeah! I swear like my name was Andre Wear
In da pocket I'm like a rocket
I'm gonea explode, and every time on stage, I do it throwed
And every time I do a song, I show off
I put the mic down buddy, I go off
Cause I'm the freestyle king
(Chorus)
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow
If I ain't in your gal, I'm in the studio
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow
I'm da freestyle king, I ain't no freestyle pro
I got flow, you know I got flow
If I ain't in your gal, I'm in the studio
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow
I'm da freestyle king, I ain't no freestyle pro
I got flow
I might go to college, I might do my work
Wear a piece andchain that u can see through my shirt
I got ten Escalades, and three of them tinted
I got a PrimCo phone with three million minutes
You might see me at the summit looking lovely
You might see me in the Jag and its bubbly
You might see me with Kryst-al and Moet
You might see me with a platinum Rolex
You might see me just laying on the hill
You might see diamonds just laying on my grill
You might see me just playing in the field
I'm Lil' Flip .freestyle king, I gatta get a deal
(Chorus)
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow
If I ain't in your gal, I'm in the studio
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow
I'm da freestyle king, I ain't no freestyle pro
I got flow, you know I got flow
If I ain't in your gal, I'm in the studio
Cause I got flow, you know I got flow
I'm da freestyle king, I ain't no freestyle pro
. . .
|
|
f/ B.G., Lil' Marice, Taz
[Verse One: B.G.]
On the block avanna to magnolia tryna shine
I scored a bird and I flipped dat bitch forty times
Now we ballin from Houston to New Orleans seven figures (ya'll lyin)
Got the baddest broads callin cause I'm rockin ice (bling!)
Gotta 2000 Benzy Bike rrrroooommmm rrrooommmm! loud pipes loud pipes
Gotta house on Washatona thats laid out
Short Bentley on dubs paid out
My niggas homes said wodie be bout cha' paper
He said you got ends dem feds will try ta hate ya
I said look here you know I'm bout my change cousin
I can spend a grand a day like it ain't nuttin
Cause I got money to blow I can spend a mill a day
and be far from broke ya heard me believe dat!
If it ain't ice it ain't ya heard me!
If it ain't platinum it ain't right
[Chorus 2X: Lil' Flip]
Everyday I'm ballin (ooohh da way y'all ball)
Bourbon is crawlin (ooohh da way y'all ball)
Texas to New Orleans we ballin (ooohh da way y'all ball)
[Verse Two: Lil' Marice]
I'ma balla-shot calla and I'm seven years old
My blades gon' chop and my pop trunk low
I chill wit my boys I might ride tan
I'ma H-town playa and ya'll cant stand me!
When I'm at school I make good grades
Ya know I'm Sucka Free and we all playa made
Chop chop twist twist I got rocks on my wrist
I'ma million dollar balla wit a million dollar kiss
[Verse Three: Lil' Flip]
Well...
I got rocks on my wrist head lights on my fist
Wit all dis platinum in my mouth playboy I'm da shit!
I gotta Bourbon, a Jag, and one Durango
If you lookin at my watch you might see a rainbow
And when I pull up on da scene I'm hangin out da sunroof
Fo' 15's in my trunk kick like kungfoo (hhhuuwwwhhhaaii!)
You say you ballin like me what you gun' do
What you got on yo' watch I got on one tooth
I like to spend 50 and ball in da mall
Go to Gavleston and crawl on da wall
Me & Duke spend money and roll on 3's
I spend money like it grows on trees!
[Verse Four: Taz]
If you ain't a millionare you cant ball wit me
Girl if you ain't a star you cant get caught wit me
Ain't nobody gon' represent the south like me
Ain't nobody got rocks in they mouth like me
I'ma shine no matter what the cost
Maybe I'm da boss nobody play the flaught wit me
You claim you ballin hard you ain't spendin G's
We only roll 20-inches on our Bentley's
T-A-Z ballin is what you hate ta say
Twenty D's in my rang can you pay da fee
Wit out money I dont know how my day would be
It's Hill Wood puttin it down playa we Sucka Free, that's right!
[Chorus 4X: Lil' Flip]
Everyday I'm ballin (ooohh da way y'all ball)
Bourbon is crawlin (ooohhh da way y'all ball)
Texas to New Orleans we ballin (ooohh da way y'all ball)
[Verse Five: Lil' Flip]
Look everybody in my click got Ninja bikes
Please take off ya ring I got bigger ice
I shoot craps in Vegas they got bigger dice
I re-did my teeth platinum for a bigger price
I got drop-top toys like Fisher Price
I like 2000 cars they got bigger lights
I got 20's at night jus' ta blow ya mind
I pull up in a crawla jus' ta slow ya down (*tires schreeching*)
When I pull up at da light women stop and giggle (Girls:Hey Flip,Hey Flip)
I tell em girl ya look good hop in da middle
I'ma Texas boy and I like ta ball a lot
I got 2 Prime Co's women call a lot (Hello,Hello)
I cant help dat I'ma star its in my Jeans-N-Trace
I got my name on my arm ScreensNPlates
I'm Lil' Flip and I'm all about stockin change
You say ya gotta million nigga that's pocket change
I'm ballin, I'm ballin!
[Chorus 4X: Lil' Flip]
Everyday I'm ballin (ooohhh da way y'all ball)
Bourbon is crawlin (oooohh da way y'all ball)
Texas to New Orleans we ballin (oohh da way y'all ball)
[Harmonized: Lil' Flip]
sippin on lean ya know I'm lookin clean
watchin T.V screens 20 diamonds in my rriinngg!
we bbbaaallllliiinnnggg!
khakis wit a creese platinum on my teeth
ya know I'm Sucka Free till I DDDD-III-EEEE!
we bbbaaallliiinngggggg!
[Girl Singing]
I like da way you playas ball I like
dem diamonds when ya smile it jus da way
you playas shots and roll on 20's all da time
. . .
|
|
f/ Crime, Dante, Godfather
(You don't like the ghetto, everyone knows the ghetto, it in every hood)
[Lil' Flip]
From my block to your block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha ha, Look
[Chorus]
From my block to yo' block, we stackin' chips
From yo' block to my block, we packin' clips
And if you don't work, then you don't eat
I'm tell you like this, it get rough on these streets
[repeat Chorus]
[Lil' Flip]
Late night, if you don't work you don't eat
That shit is fo' real
You hustlin' for tennis shoes, put that shit on yo' bills
Dope fiends everywhere, like H2O
We don't believe in police, cause they too slow
I had to do what I did so I could get what I got
You wanna feel like I feel then go sit on my block
You might see teenagers, flippin' and workin'
You might see canines, sniffin' and searchin'
You might see plastic bags with drugs and stuff
You might see a whole block full of thugs and stuff
Be quiet cell phones got bugs and stuff
Real niggas in the kitchen cuttin' stuff
Wrap it up, zip it up after it bubble up
I got dreams of seeing all my money double up
I gotta get it, cause I got a family to feed
If you feel what I'm sayin' put yo' hand on yo' heat
[Chorus]
[Crime]
Do any niggas wanna step to this?
I back 'em down with tha nickel-plated fifth, watch the hip
Look at your men, they all jumpin' ship
And I ain't even bring an extra clip
Just imagine if I brought my nigga Flip
We comin' for yo' grip, that rubber band shit
And tha KG9, it spit sick, and you'll notice
Your final notice, ready to die
Like my nigga Biggie from best high, keep yo' hands high
My whole clicks alibi, fuck the piece I want the whole damn pie
Eight sounds tha best high
I get it with my lips or with the rubber grip
Smoke kicks than Matrix, you cats ain't seen shit
You really know who you fuckin',you betta tell 'em Flip
My glock cocked, yo' block drops
I bust shots, ya'll call cops, fuck 911 nigga we blaze spots
[Dante]
Hey Flip, from my block to yo block, I'm thugged out
I'm realizin' its some soljas Down South
Scream it loud, if you the meanest nigga
Affiliated with guns, gang bangers that pull triggas
Me and my niggas, feelin' trapped like we in a maze
Misbehave, refuse, to be a slave
And you can't break me, if the Lord want me, let him take me
Respect mine, I'm livin'life by the tech 9
I'm livin' now while I'm still hea
Fuck it when I'm gone
Long as tha homies pour the beer I know its still on
We high, gettin' drunk, doin' what we want
Jail can't change us it only makes us dangerous
[Chorus]
[Godfather]
We roll V12 motors, Pittsburgh to tha Clovers
Down South they lean, the East be never sober
Elected by the voters, ride just like a lotus
I'll buy the house, never get an eviction notice
You niggas bogus, gotta keep my mind focused
Lost in the jungle, this animal's ferious
My hyponosis, count my nets and my brouses
Sell a bunch of records, like Hootie and tha Blowfish
After I recite this, you niggas shouldn't quote this
Godfather, fragilistic xpalidosius
Street bums, rap for pennies and nickels
Like nigga la vocal, give 'em the Russian sickle
[Lil' Flip]
Look, I stay on my block
I get paid on my block
It aint no such thing as being afraid on my block
I'm true to my block, I shoot wit my glock
If I don't know you, I don't wanna see you on my block
I stack on my block, I park my 'Lac on my block
Even though I'ma star, I go back to my block
I hang on my block, they know my name on my block
And every since I blew up, it aint tha same on my block
I live on my block, I eat ribs on my block
You might see me wit William Gibbs on my block
I'm real wit my block, I chill on my block
7 years and 5 days nigga, and I'm still on my block
What nigga, feel that, Lil' Flip, Cloverland, Godfather, Pittsburgh
Crime, New York, nigga Dante, California, feel that, from my block to yo
. . .
|
|
f/ E.S.G., Slim Thug
[Chorus]
Buy the car Buy the house
Pimp the wife Pimp the spouse
Throw the diamonds in her mouth Realest rhyming in the south
Back to back track to track none of yall can get with that
Lil' Flip and Slim Thug always making paper stacks
(Slim Thug)
What I want is what I'm buying thats bottom line I'm getting mine
Bump and pine buy the bimb my fifth recline trunk flying
I hit the strip with E and Flip with the mother ship in the 90 eclipse
Number 1 on the grain I grip got kool-aid left in the drank I sip
My candy drip when I buy a car we dranking when I buy the bar
If I could i'll boxed up cause I feel like running in the double car
Slim Thug is who I are I manaja twas with vcr not only a rapper I'm a
Porno star in a marble spa in panama
Needed a break so I bout my boss
Needed a lake so I bout a house
Needed sex so I bout a spouse
Until this day its my biggest loss
Cause I paid the cost to floss big whip me ESG and Lil' Flip
Gone shine behind our lip any mic(microphone) I grip I rip
[Chorus]
Buy the car Buy the house
Pimp the wife Pimp the spouse
Throw the diamonds in her mouth Realest rhyming in the south
Back to Back Track to Track none of yall can get with that
Lil' Flip and Sucka free always making paper stack
(Lil' Flip)
In my mouth diamonds glaring
Wearing nothing but Donna Karen
Riden red turning heads always keep a yellow staring
Buy the house I buy the block
Buy the boat I buy the dock
Sitting sideways at ihop watch the trunk see it go pop
H-town players can't take loss
Playing football like Randy moss
Sippin codeine will clear my cough
Full time playa just like Big Hawk
Make them say "ugh" like Master P
Do the body like P-A-T
Swang and bang like E.S.G.
G's and ballers like HSE
If I'm chillin with a girl you got to be star
Sippin white cup it got to be the bar
Blue black and red don't touch my car
Screwed up click is who we are
25 lighters like DMD
20 inch rims on GMC
Space age pimping like MJG
Let the world know I'm sucka free
Like botany boys I'm just a "g"
Living the life of luxary
F-l-i-p is who I be
Hittin the switch scoopy lee
We millionaires and billionaires flying to shows to in rockets
The money you make in a year I got that in my pocket
[Chorus]
Buy the car Buy the house
Pimp the wife Pimp the spouse
Throw the diamonds in her mouth Realest rhyming in the south
Back to back track to track none of yall can get with that
Lil' Flip and sucka free always making paper stacks
(E.S.G.)
Like a teacher make a two plus let her know that I'm gon smash her
Heard how you done James Byrd down up in Jasper
Action prison baby its time to kill
E.S.G. and Solo thats ten-thousand x(times) a mill(million)
So wuz da deal all you fake snakes rider real
Better guard your grill and keep your steel nigga get killed on the battle
Field we poppin pill and paying bills make them make steel for the scrill
Then cock my pump back fuck a contract and see if you gone get killed
Sharing his skills on sex appeal how'd it feel get hit with this drill
Catch a pill fucking with the real tell what type of weapon you ain't seal
Cedric Hill I will reveal caught strill from here to Nashville
Flipping good game gripping with grain 84 glass wheel
I don't want no deal I'm a stay independent
I don't want no deal i'll make a mill(million) a minute
Hit the mall and spend it get bended with a top spot sparkle
Black hard to ball regardless as I fall through Neman Markus
They nautios and cautios I go to war on it
Tightest rapper from Houston since the face with the scar on it
Those are the dirty bonnetts opponetts bet buried dead
You should of told that it like its that com back with botany black libray
Red oh scary fed they see the big head I'm made on the last bundle
On a fubu mu goose puna maroo and glass jungle
Thats for my panther and parrots block full of ice and mascara
3 diamond stud young as thug we ain't worried marriage
. . .
|
|
[chorus: Cresia]
And I just gotta be me...me...me
And I'm gonna stay sucka free...free...free
And I just gotta be me...
(Lil' Flip)
I'm an 18 year old CEO
I got fans thats dyin to see me flow
my favorite movie is CB-4
H$E Click you know we throwed
I'm 6 foot 1 on the digital scale
I'm a ghetto star and a man as well
and I'm all about my mail like a man in jail
I wonder if I put my tape out, can it sell?
only time will tell how many copies get sold
and I pray to god that I live to get old
cuz half of my homeboys already dead
and the other half doin time with the feds
I'm like the CincinnatI Reds I'm playin ball for the pennant
and if I fall while I'm tryin I start from the beginning
they say practice make perfect and it really paid off
I'm my own boss now so I can't get laid off
and I'm gonna stay the same flip no matter what it takes
and I won't stop rappin no matter how much I make
Whether I'm rich or broke i'ma still crack jokes
and I never turn my back on mobbin foes
[chorus]
(Lil' Flip)
I done been through a lot of pain
at an early age ??? gave me silent game
I got knowledge but I didn't get it from college man
I'm not gonna change because I'm flyin private planes
and if I don't work, my pockets hurt
man it costs a lot of money livin on this earth
everybody got to shine but it's my turn
the early bird gets the worm that's what I learned
ever since I was a kid I had to ball
I don't smoke cigarettes and I hate alcohol
I went from being a janitor to a manager
when you become a star with me, wanna dance with yah
I'm gonna keep my platinum teeth and my pants saggin
now everybody wanna jump on the band waggon
I ain't braggin, because I got a little change,
I ain't gonna let my head blow up cuz I got a little fame
now when my cousin died things got a little strange
I know the block is hot just ask lil wayne
everybody dream about goin to hollywood
but look how fast I turned clover land into ???
[chorus]
(Lil' Flip)
everyday I'm on the paper chase
I gotta win first place in this paper race
a lot of kids around the world wanna take my place
but momma said boy don't let nobody take your space
that's why I pay attention, so I can see
it ain't the army but I'm bein all I can be
so everyday I shop like I hit the lottery
I'm Lil' Flip that's the only thing I gotta be
. . .
|
|
f/ Redd, SPM
(talking)
Got to do something for the playas
If you ain't a real playa, you'll have to
Go to the back of the club
This for the playas and the ballas (ballas)
And the pimps, for everybody (Southside)
Who rocking lots of ice, teeth shine
Piece shine, pull up looking clean
On two 20's nigga
(Chorus)
Put your fist up
If you wearing a rolex put your wrist up
Grab your styrofoam cups of drink mixed up
If your car broke down get it fixed up
Playas put your fist up, let your piece shine
If you got diamonds in your grill let your teeth shine
And when we at the club we be creased down
You ain't never seen no playa like me huh
Don't ball with Sucka Free huh
[SPM]
I just put some new rugs in my two story club
Hoes getting dug in my king size tub
Boys getting drugged, trying to act like a thug
No fucking love while I sip purple mud
I fly like a dove, smoke like a champ
Never run from no one cause I might catch a cramp
Smoking damp, fucking on a old school tramp
Ten dollar rock for a twenty food stamp
My name is Carlos holla fuck these hoes
Life is like ballet stay on your toes
My dream is to keep the world up all night
Cause I got enough caine to have a snowball fight
I floss gators, got cribs with elevators
So much cash I bought a pool for my neighbors
Dopehouse and Sucka Free, run your ass up a tree
Fuck with me, and you'll be keeping dad company
(Chorus)
[Lil' Flip]
When I walk into the club people say (where he go)
But when I open up my mouth they be like (there he go)
[Redd]
When Redd sliding through the club I'm throwing my elbows
Any girl I snag, she sticking like velcrow
[Lil' Flip]
And when I take my watch off, they say (who cut the lights off)
And I can freestyle all night until they cut the mics off
[Redd]
As soon as I touch the stage, broads ain't paging they man
Instead they spilling liquor, waving they hands
[Lil' Flip]
Well I'm a valet parker and a endo sparker
So many waves in my hair I got to wear swimming goggles
[Redd]
Now we ready to buy the bar tossing shit the counter
People notice my name and run over the ?
[Lil' Flip]
Now when you see me in the club I'm dressed top of the line
I'm mixing up codeine and popping bottles of wine
[Redd]
I met a chickenhead from Michigan showing her tattoo
Hit it off at the bar too let's scram so we could car pool
(Chorus)
[Lil' Flip]
Hey, this for my Blacks, Asians, Chinese and Caucasians
Muslims, Irish and even Jamaicans
Hispanics, Indians, throw your sets up
And all the fine women, raise your dress up
Hold up your piece if you got ice in it
And put your white cups up if you got pink sprite in it
You might see me at the bar but I don't drink that much
I just bought an Escallade and I'm gone paint that truck
I got three million in the bank, but it ain't that much
Now when I look at magazines I say ain't that us
I'm in the VIP section, wearing a black dob
I got the women screaming whoa but my name ain't Black Rob
Man, they screaming Lil' Flip at the front of the club
A nigga buzzed off this remmy with a blunt and a hug
When Sucka Free in the club women lose they brains
If I need ice in my cup, then I use my chain, bling bling
. . .
|
|
f/ Deep Threat
{Rap 1: Lil' Flip}
I'm Lil' Flip
Takin trips to Cancun
Drop the tape
My cartoon comin soon
Blowin up like a hot air balloon
Livin in a penthouse wit 25 rooms
Houston, Texas~Benz N Lexus
Find me on the freeway drivin reckless
Wear sunglasses when you look at my necklace
Worldwide respected
Top 10 selected
{Chorus: Deep Threat}
Horses wit my boxers on
Horses wit my boxers on
Horses wit my boxers on
You got yo t-shirt and yo panties
I got Trojans wit my boxers on
{Verse 1: Deep Threat}
Picture this:
Girl me & you
In my water bed
In the shower too
The water's fine
Say what's on your mind
Don't see nothin wrong
With some bump and grind
I'm gone break you off
Like a playa should
Like side to side
Baby its all good
Im not lookin 4
Girl no love affair
If you ride with me
you know ill take you there
{Chorus: Deep Threat}
Horses wit my boxers on
Horses wit my boxers on
Horses wit my boxers on
You got yo t-shirt and yo panties
I got Trojans wit my boxers on
{Verse 2: Deep Threat}
Sittin here
And you're layin there
Layin there
And you're willin to share
Ya freaky thoughts
Baby wit me too
You got ya t-shirt on
And ya panties too
The warm caress
Of ya body next to mine
It's rated X
& its so devine
I wanna come inside
If ya want me to
Open up
And let me prove it to you
{Chorus: Deep Threat}
Horses wit my boxers on
Horses wit my boxers on
Horses wit my boxers on
You got yo t-shirt and yo panties
I got Trojans wit my boxers on
{Rap 2: Lil' Flip}
Girl I'm from Cloverland
Call me Trojan Man
Bump & Grind
I aint wit that holdin hands
When I wreck I hit hard like Jackie Chan
If you fine like Mya
I'll be ya man
I like jazzy girls
And classy girls
You know I'm rich so don't ask me girl
Sometimes the nice girl can be the nasty girl
Im a freak
Don't neva put it past me girl
I got my trojans & my boxers on
At school I got my dockers on (my docker's on)
Jenny Jones and Nia Long
We don't have to get a room, I got plenty homes
I rap fast or slow, while stackin dough
Dress like I just won a fashion show
Me humpin AP after mo
We diss niggaz only if
it ain't plat or gold
You wanna hear some Keith Sweat
How bout some Deep Threat (Deep Threat)
Girl Im a playa
Don't get the sheets wet
Lemme put a passion mark on yo neck
And I'll let you kiss my shiny baggettes
I need a sweet lady just like Tyrese
Def Soul puttin it down wit Sucka Free (Down wit Sucka Free)
The Click I claim is HSE
You wanna know what I'm wearin
Wait & see (oooooooooh)
{Chorus: Deep Threat}
Horses wit my boxers on
Horses wit my boxers on
Horses wit my boxers on
You got yo t-shirt and yo panties
I got Trojans wit my boxers on
(repeat till fade)
. . .
|
|
f/ Lil' James
[Chorus 1] - Lil' Flip (Lil' James)
You on point James (I'm on point Flip)
You act bad James (I act bad Flip)
You got skills (Nigga you know I got skills)
Then lets put our brains together and make some mills
(Lil' James)
I got skills like a coal mine lined up with a drill
Keep the crowd on their feet like Vince Carter wind mills
I'm from the heart of the streets it ain't no harder than me
You better throw in a towel you can't flow harder than me
If ain't sparkin up sweets I'm bowgarding the beat
Then I'm in studios spittin flows dodging the heat
Game is harder to creep mind harder to piece
It's so throwed you gon need tinted goggles to see
It's iced out
You think you can hang like Wayne its lights out
You think you can hang with Big James you might drop
You think you can grip with Lil' Flip you might ship
So don't slip we knocking tight like vice grip
[Chorus 2] - Lil' James (Lil' Flip)
You on point Flip (I'm on point James)
You act bad Flip (I act bad James)
You got skills (Nigga you know I got skills)
Well lets put our brains together and make some mills
(Lil' Flip)
You know I got skills like Kevin Garnett
In my garage I got eleven(11) carvettes
I'm Lil' Flip and I'm the freestyle king
And I like to act bad did you peep my ring
And the heat I bring burn like acid
So step back cause I burn through plastic
I'm the hardest down south and niggas hate that
You claim you makin cash but you ain't drop a tape yet
I'm a CEO you know what that mean
Don't nobody touch my green
Some niggas can't rap some niggas can't flow
But guess what Lil' Flip can do both
[Chorus 2]
[Lil' Flip]
Well I'm a mic wrecker
A lamburgini price checker
Rolex baggetts 30 pointer ice bezel
(Lil' James)
I'm a freestyle ace
Shining all in your face
Same gator on my shoes wraped around my waisted
[Lil' Flip]
I'm a track ripper
A black dob hat tipper
I step out at the grammys wearing black slippers
(Lil' James)
I'm a bin bibber
Orange juice and gin sipper
On this track I went first the hook and then Flipper
[Lil' Flip]
I'm a song writer
And I carry my own title
I copyright all of shit
so nigga don't bite her
(Lil' James)
I'm a fast flower
True naked ass shower
Endo octomo hydro hash blower
[Lil' Flip]
I'm a big shot
I'm the king of Hip Hop
And when I freestyle I leave you with your lips lock
(Lil' James)
I'm a mud puppy
Codeine cup guppy
I eat fish shrimp french fries with hush puppys
[Lil' Flip]
I'm in a path finder
I'm autograph signer
And I'm gon be rich until I'm a flat liner
(Lil' James)
I'm a young thug ready
ninthteens(19) on my chevy
Breaking hoes like Eddie
More blades than Freddie
[Lil' Flip]
Now I'm a superstar
I know you heard of a star
We the ones that be driving them convertable cars
(Lil' James)
I'm a Sunny Side nigga out of Check A Hoe Texas
I stay money wide nigga like a chief executive
[Chorus 1]
. . .
|
Skit, No. 1 `The Copycat` |
. . .
|
|
Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Remember in I-5 you couldn't feel my style
Remember when y'all said you ain't nuttin but a kid
Y'all said I wouldn't make it
Hey but I did
Remember when y'all said me and hump ain't workin'
Just check the driveway nigga we ain't hurtin'
I bet y'all niggas never take a bank style
It ain't my fault that yo group ain't high
It ain't my fault that you can't do shows
Either we movin' to fast or y'all movin' to slow
Now why you wanna go out and make me mad
If you drop another album you gone make me laugh
Cause y'all niggas tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Buy the car
Buy the house
Remember that
That was me
Diamonds all in yo face
Remember that
That was me and C
Southside still holdin'
Me, Duke, and A.P
G's and ballers
Ballers and G's
That was me and H and C
And ever since
I became
The freestyle king
I got dope fiends
That wanna be
The freestyle king
But I can't be copy-ed
My style ain't sloppy
Do yo C.E.O
Put yo money in his pocket
How does it feel tryna look like me
Nigga you can't even write a hook like m
I'm the first young playa in H-Town with platinum teeth
I'm the black richie rich with the brain of Master P
And I know I got skills
I'm droppin' hits like fumbles
You got cars in yo yard
They ain't shit like hummers
So you need to stop rappin' and go back to hustlin'
Cause if you drop another tape man you ain't gone make nuttin
Y'all niggas tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggas tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Y'all niggas tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggas tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
I hate copy-cats
I hate sloppy tracks
If you see me in the club I'll be wearin' botany black
I wrote a million hooks
I'm down with a million crooks
So watch yo mouth downsouth
Cause boys stealin' hooks
Every time I perform
I got a dap for dat
You wanna be the freestyle king
I got a plaque for dat
And you sold some of my raps
You think I ain't gon tell
I'm sorry but yo next tape ain't gone sell
Because y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggaz tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
Y'all niggas tryna steal my style
Some of y'all niggas tryna steal my style
I think y'all niggas tryna steal my style
What you gone do next try and steal my smile
[Lil' Flip talking]
Know what I'm sayin'
Lil' Flip the leprechaun
A K A the freestyle king
I come out sayin' I'm the leprechaun
Now everybody else wanna be the leprechaun
I come out sayin I'm the freestyle king
Now everybody else wanna be the freestyle king
Man after this year I'm gone be the freestyle legend
I ain't trippin' get yo own stuff
Suca-free niggas don't steal
. . .
|
|
f/ H.A.W.K., REDD
south side.... dirty dirty.... south side.. ahhhhh
CHORUS:
It's the dirty south, it's just the dirty south,
It's the dirty south, the dirty south, the dirty south (repeat 2X)
(Redd)
down south we wear bandannas and denim suites
down south you gone always spot us in them coupes
(Lil' Flip)
well down south we drivin bentleys and jaguars
and we play all our hoes like a game of flash cars
(H.A.W.K.)
down south we bout that dolla dolla
grab a trick then hit and make em holla holla
(Lil' Flip)
Down South we eatin Timmy Chan's and noodles
I just bought an Escalade and a PT cruiser
(Redd)
down south my wrist stay below freezin
down south my niggas brag for no reason
(Lil' Flip)
in down south everybody shop in the galeria
I dont care about the price I drop money like diarhea
(H.A.W.K.)
down south we rollin fancy cars
escalades drop tops and rovers wit role bars
(Lil' Flip)
down south lil flip pimpin sluts
down south we wearin Princess cuts
(Redd)
down south is the place where dem caddy trucks stunt
ugly birds get shot down like duck hunt
(Lil' Flip)
down south at my concerts I'm packin em in
and you can see my diamonds from the back of my hand
(H.A.W.K.)
down south candy paint bumper grill
and to be for real I'm already done cart wheels
(Lil' Flip)
down south we all about stackin chips
and if you get outa line we packin clips
(Redd)
down south they know redd one of the best
plus I shine like I got a sun on my chest
(Lil' Flip)
in down south I put diamonds all in your face
and I'm sellin fifty thousand i'll leave your state
(H.A.W.K.)
down south these bezeltines an baggets
so much ice you could bobsled off my chest
(Lil' Flip)
down south we sip serve and fall asleep
down south cant nobody else ball like me
CHORUS:
It's the dirty south, it's just the dirty south,
It's the dirty south, the dirty south, the dirty south
(Lil' Flip)
down south when we drive we hoggin the lane
86 baggets clogin my rang
(Redd)
down south we count money on the back of the jags
but if I'm broke you gone find me with a gat in the mast
(H.A.W.K.)
down south we smoke hydro and sip syrup
down south it's boo boo guess and ice bergh
(Lil' Flip)
down south we ride swangers on drop tops
after karintons we ride through our house
(Lil' Flip)
down south lil flip the only freestyle king
down south we all known for big balling
. . .
|
|
f/ B.G. Duke, Scoopastar, Taz, Will-lean
[Lil' Flip talkin']
Ha ha, this tha realest shit I wrote
Ya'll say we look like kids
Oh ya'll don't think I heard what ya'll said
You puttin' it on tape, this for my dogz, nigga
[Chorus]
I'll ride for my dogz, I'll lie for my dogz
If it come down to it, I'll die for my dogz
I'ma thug with my dogz, I got love for my dogz
What I'm really tryin' to say, don't fuck with my dogz
[Lil' Flip]
Grab yo AK's, pumps and even Calicos
I fight for my dogz like we at the Alamo
If you run up on me, I'ma have to tear yo' clothes
So give me what you got, yo' rings and valuables
And if you fuck wit my dogz I'ma blow you away
And chop you up like ham and throw you away
I ain't never been no hoe, so stop bumpin' yo' gums
Oh you can't talk shit, when you got a pump on yo' tongue
[Scoopastar]
I cop bricks, in tha six, watchin' flicks wit my dogz
Cause flippin' 2 for 36 and hit licks wit my dogz
Cop glocks, rock blocks, investin' stocks wit my dogz
Sit on docks, boardin' yachts, wit my big shots dogz
I'll take over ya cut wit my SuckaFree dogz
And I'll chop a busta up for APT dogz
I get brains, run trains and switch positions wit my dogz
Grip grain and swang lanes in Expeditions wit my dogz
[Will-lean]
I ride wit my dogz, I drank and get high wit my dogz
You betta run and try to hide when I collide wit my dogz
I bust AK's, aortas and 45's wit my dogz
Just make you slip, slide and fall and get tied like a hog
I break banks wit my dogz, I make stakcs wit my dogz
We rip a nigga ass up, like this track wit my dogz
I floss baggetts, princess cuts and Lexus trucks wit my dogz
And if you wanna live and raise yo kids, don't fuck wit my dogz
[B.G. Duke]
Gettin' fucked wit my dogz, I'ma make 'em call tha laws
My baggetts is shinin' and eat you up like Jaws
I'm beatin' through, black crew with wrist roo
C-note wit tha guns and Flip you get the loot
And when I shoot, I shoot to execute
Me, Taz and Scoop, hittin' licks in tha booth
That's what I do, in a bulletproof coupe
If you ain't my dog, then nigga fuck you
[Chorus]
[Lil' Flip]
Hey, hey, hey..When it come to my dogz, I'll spit on yo' face
And you bet not get caught, wit yo' shit on yo' waist
Cause if I catch you off base, I'm mamin' and choppin'
You might as well give up now, cause when I'm swangin', you droppin'
Nigga get outta line, I'm hurtin' 'em all
I caught fake niggas rough, cause when I'm swervin', they fall
I'm makin' CEO money, while you work in tha mall
And if you know about Flip, then you heard of my dogz
There he go, that nigga right there, he's a hoe
And I'm leave his white T-shirt wit a hole
I'll put him in a finger fold, don't fuck wit Flipper, hoe
I'm a kiss you wit a bullet, under a mistletoe
[Taz]
Cockin' back, point him out, watch I'll bust this nigga
Lay 'em tote, 100 shot, we couldn't trust this nigga
Infrared, touch his head, you couldn't duck this nigga
Call tha coroner, chalk him out, cause we done fucked this nigga
[Lil' Flip]
Hey, and we stuck that nigga, like a chicken, plucked that nigga
finger fucked that nigga, like shit we flushed that nigga
[Taz]
Like a diamond, we crushed that nigga, bust that nigga
And ride wit Lil' Flip, cleanin' up on niggas
Droppin' bullets like rain, wettin' up yo niggas
Fuck you and everythang you love, hoe nigga
[Lil' Flip]
In conclusion, I'll empty out a full clip
You aint known for trampolines, but you gon do a full flip
And whatever you said, I'ma make you take it back
And if you chest get got, nigga I'ma make it flat
So you betta watch out before we run in yo house
And tie you up like tennis shoes, and put a gun in yo' mouth
[Chorus]
[Lil' Flip talkin']
For my dogz nigga, ya'll wonder why ya'll don't see me, cause I only chill
wit real niggas, nigga scoopastar, the original star, nigga Taz, Will-lean,
tha chemist, B.G. Duke, Humpty Hump, Les, Snoop, my real niggas, we don't
fuck wit fraud niggas, Shasta, nigga Myron, fuck wit real niggas, you wonder
why Lil' Flip don't be givin' you dap or speakin' to you nigga, nigga you
. . .
|
|
[Lil' Flip talking]
Lil' Flip,this for the ladies though
yeah this for the ladies
[Chorus: Lil' Flip]
I Cut 4 you but girl I got things to do
I bet you wonderin' what I'm doin
when I ain't wit' you I got money
to make I got places to go so you
ain't gotta worry if I'm out chasin hoes
[Verse One: Lil' Flip]
I tell you wear a nigga's boxers and ya hottie top
would you like me if i didnt have a Jag
off the lot and when I hit the mall and shop
I'm buyin all the socks and if I got into some
trouble would you call the cops? I needa ride-or-die chick
like the LOS that know how to drive a stick
in a yellow vette' I needa gal that know how ta pull
silly stunts I needa gal that know how to roll philly blunts
and if I wanna drank she gon' hold my ace
and if I ever get locked up she gon' promote my tapes
she under stand when a nigga say I gotta show
and when I gotta show that means that I gotta go
I'm tellin you all this right know cuz' I gotta know
are you down wit' me becuz I gotta lotta dough
and all of my jewlery gotta lotta snow
[girl:what you need Flip]
[Flip:girl notta hoe]
[Chorus repeat 2X]
[Verse Two: Lil' Flip]
I only like fine woman like Destiny's child and if
I say I'm Lil' Flip I bet she'll smile I dont
belivin buyin dranks but I can show U, a mic
you dont believe my teeth cost then I can show ya
a price I paid 20 on my piece I paid 50 on my teeth and
U dont wanna know how much I paid for my bentley
but it dont matter girl I got mo' money than Bill Gates
and I'ma stay paid as long as my record's
still playin but niggas still hatin cuz they gotta broad
wit no Job, or they gotta chicken head wit no Job and no car
[Lil' Flip talking on the phone]
girl be quiet
[boy]
Lil' Flip we gotta show
you can go out wit' ya friends I'ma do my own thing
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse Three: Lil' Flip]
and I dont give my dough and I got lick e'm low and
if yo' friends dont like me fa'get dem hoes
I got you drivin navigators and drivin sports cars
I got you steppin out the house in guzzi sports bra's
I got you doin alotta stuff that you never use to do
I got you wearin baggets the size of a rubies Q
I got you takin vacation while I'm playin playstation
[girl talking]
he went off wit' anotha girl
[Flip]
baby they jus hatin keep waitin pretty soon
we gon' spend some time and if I wanna stay paid
I have to spitt' rhymes so if you done wit me baby then
it aint no problem and we can ride side by side
like bat man and robin
. . .
|
|
f/ Hump
(Lil' Flip talkin)
ay this is for everybody
that wanna get in the rap game
this is for everybody
that think you just get in the rap game
and blow up over night
this is for everybody that think
its easy to be on T.V in front of limo's
and buy rolex's ha its better known
as bleed and suck look
(Verse One: Flip)
I started rappin when I was about thirteen
I was into basketball not this hip hop thing
I started doin talent shows I was bein curious
but I didn't know one day I would be serious
I use to always freestyle until the end of the beat
and I use to take my demo's to the end of my street
to another local rapper I thought could help
but in this rap game people all about theyself,
so that made me work harder I picked up my pin
all though I kinda felt bad I picked up my chin
I made my own rap group Hustlaz Stackin Endz
and I can't wait for me and Hump to drive a platinum benz
(Chorus)
its the biz
(where anything can happen)
its the biz
(everybody and they mama be rappin)
its the biz
(everybody gotta shine rule one
read before you sign that dotted line)
(Verse Two: Flip)
so I started freestylin every chance I got
the word on the street was Lil' Flip is hot,
I'm the hardest B.G rhymin in my state
thats when C-Note let me do "Diamonds-N-Yo-Face"
song was gettin played like fifty times a day
then we hit the road doin shows tryna get paid
I started doin karioes tryna get out there
it didn't take long for me to put another hit out there
now I'm in the studio tryna make dollar bills
some people owe me fa sho since they live down the street,
rollers actin like they broke (man show us some love)
I'm tired of hearin that shit all the time
me and Hump puttin it down nigga I ain't lyin
I got record labels mad cause I ain't sign
some niggas stealin my rhymes but I'm still gon' shine
if you can't see this biz dirty then you must be blind
(Chorus)
its the biz
(I'm tryna survive)
its the biz
(man forget a ninety five)
its the biz
(boy the game is cursole sometimes
you just can't think like the rest)
(Verse Three: Hump)
its a dirty game but who's to blame
I'm a stay independent y'all choose the fame
ain't nothin changed still workin the clock
95 made outta wood and a sun roof on top
and when we sittin on ya block y'all beez in shock
cause Houston got Lil' Flip like caddie have crop
when you see Sucka Free give us our props
cause we run this rap game believe it or not
(Lil' Flip talkin)
now you got two choices
you can be a rapper or you can be a C-E-O
either you can be with the devil
or you can be with god
which one you wanna be with
(Verse Four: Flip)
and if you ain't gettin sued then you might be suin
and if your fans ain't clappin they might be booin
and if you ain't gettin paid then you might not get paid
I'm sorry sometimes thats how the game gets played
and if you ain't on tour you might not have one
its 90% business the other half fun
some niggas get raped for everything they earn
its just like sex with no protection you get burned
(Chorus)
its the biz
(I'm Sucka Free)
its the biz
(everybody want luxury)
its the biz
(you know what I mean lets talk about
contracts and get the green)
(Flip)
I heard...you got jacked for your ride
its the biz
I heard...a nigga usin your lines
its the biz
I heard...a nigga bought you a car
its the biz
he said that he gon' make you a star
and you ain't seen no money so far
thats the biz and now you know
. . .
|
Skit, No. 2 `Purple Drank` |
. . .
|
|
. . .
|
|
. . .
|
Skit, No. 3 `The Dentist` |
. . .
|
|
If I spill drank on my clothes
I can do dat
It dont matter cause I buy me some more
I can do dat
I'ma spend about fifty in the mall
I can do dat
I'ma buy me a Bentley in the fall
I can do dat
I'ma stop weak niggaz from rappin
I can do dat
I'ma rock all my teeth in platinum
I can do dat
I'ma show my Rolex and tattoos
I can do dat
I sip drank and eat a lot of junk food
I can do dat
I'm eighteen and I got a Bentley truck
I can do dat
You will never see me with a empty cup
I can do dat
I'ma buy the whole neighborhood bikes
I can do dat
you know Lil' Flip gone do what he like
I can do dat
(Chorus)
So you see it you want it
Buy it own it
Drive it flaunt it
Factory chrome it
If you see it you want it
Buy it own it
Drive it flaunt it
Factory chrome it
It gets me drunk off one beer
I can do dat
Drop five tapes in one year
I can do dat
Buy my grandpa a new house
I can do dat
With all this ice man I got a blue mouth
I can do dat
Come home and take my shoes off
I can do dat
Behind my house I got a pool and two dogs
I can do dat
I ride candy red on Yokahama
I can do dat
I get head from yo' baby mama
I can do dat
Blow indo in top flight
I can do dat
Keep drivin when I'm at the stop light
I can do dat
Throw twenties on my Excursion
I can do dat
Next year I might buy Worthing
I can do dat
Throw a four and a can soda
I can do dat
I talk shit cause I'm a Cloverland soldier
I can do dat
Buy me and hump a new Benz
I can do dat
You know the one with the big blue lens
I can do dat
And I throw money at my shows
I can do dat
Prime with my platinum Johnny do my golds
I can do dat
Next week I'ma buy a Volkswagon
I can do dat
And I'ma keep my Girbauds saggin
I can do dat
I let my chain hang to my nuts
I can do dat
I go back and slang on my cut
I can do dat
Every year I'm changin my skills
I can do dat
I'm the one with my name in my grill
I can do dat
(Chorus)
So you see it you want it
Buy it own it
Drive it flaunt it
Factory chrome it
If you see it you want it
Buy it own it
Drive it flaunt it
Factory chrome it
If I wanna start pimpin
I can do dat
I wear iceberg with Bart Simpson
I can do dat
If I wanna take a trip to Honolulu
I can do dat
I step by wearin platinum Fubu
I can do dat
If I wanna ride on dubs
I can do dat
Everyday I ride with thugs
I can do dat
Keep rappin' so I can make more dough
I can do dat
Watch out cause I might take yo hoe
I can do dat
Sittin' sideways my blaze go chop
I can do dat
Sell a 100,000 the first day I drop
I can do dat
Buy me a house at the beach
I can do dat
I get all my shoes from Active Athelet
I can do dat
My ring look like a coo cut
I can do dat
I got my jag stretched like a school bus
I can do dat
Everyday I buy new stuff
I can do dat
Until I die I'ma stay screwed up stay screwed up
(Chorus)
So you see it you want it
Buy it own it
Drive it flaunt it
Factory chrome it
If you see it you want it
Buy it own it
Drive it flaunt it
. . .
|
|
. . .
|
|
. . .
|
|
. . .
|
|
(talkin)
Nigga, 2000, Y2K
Me and Ron C all in yo muthafuckin' shit nigga
fo sho, ha, man it's goin' down
y'all boyz need to fo sho get that cotton candy
cotton mouth, all in yo' face nigga
Uh huh, Lil Flipper, The Leprechaun aka Da Freestyle King
Sucka Free, fuckin' with that Ron C
Dat Dodo, y'all blowin' bullshit
Indo nigga this what we blow...
(Lil' Flip)
We blow Indo, I might be on Jay Leno
They be like Flip, can you listen to my demo
I say naw nigga I got shows to do
After the concert, I got hoes to screw
If I'm on stage, I don't wanna be close to you
I got money nigga, I ain't gon' boast to you
What I'm supposed to do, is keep rappin'
Some niggas got gold in they mouth, I got platinum
I ain't cappin', what happened
I done blew up too quick
I'm the Lil' Flip, Da Freestyle King of the Screwed Up Click
I represent, I get head
Ride blue, ride black, I ride red
Fuck a Fed, I shake heads, when I'm in the club
Ball outta control, I got Indo dub sacks
How you love that, I ain't the Hot Boys
But you might see me in a drop top boy
I roll rolex, I got baggets, princess cuts
If I'm in the club, you'll see me, pimpin' sluts
That's what i do, nigga all the time
Get rotation on 97.9, that's The Box
Nigga got a TV sitcom on Fox
Used to be on blocks, slangin' rocks
Now I'm changin' dots, in my drop top prowler
Go to court, throw away the case, I got a prowler
Call her, nigga, Caller ID, a baller I be
She wanna fuck, I'ma call her and see
Take that hoe to Motel 6 or go to Tweety's
Pour a duece in the can, sold a four in Tahiti
Now I'm leanin', nigga, I'm in the green Beamer
Supa dupa fly like I'm Missy Misdemeanor
I'm Lil' Flip, nigga, I know you know me
Baggets and 30 pointers all on my rolly's
You might see me in a Expedition
With a sign on the back, that say let's go fishin'
I'ma balla, nigga I told you that
If I ain't ridin' green then I'm rollin' 'Llacs
I'm from the Clover, I'ma solja, I write rhymes in my folder
Hell yea, I got mo' crystals than Folgers
That's coffee, hoes wanna toss me, get off me
Cause I be ballin' outta control, hoes they stalk me
From Milwaukee, my Nextel, inhale, exhale
Half of my niggas locked up in jail
But I'm still on the block, puttin' it down
Nigga when I smile, bling, platinum puddin, you gotta frown
You be mad, cause you see me in a drop top Jag
50 G's for a car, that's not that bad
I can do that, if it's too fast, I can screw dat
Get the brand new drop, royal blue dat
Now I'm cruisin', niggas I be bruisin'
Gettin' all mad cause in the club, I be choosin'
I like yellabones, talk on PrimeCo telephones
Got hoes from Hine-Clark to Yellowstone
I'm in Homestead, killin' with the real niggas
We wearin' Platinum Fubu, y'all still wear Phil Hilfiger
I almost fucked up, but nigga I'm the king
I can freestyle all night til the doorbell ring
And all I do, is ride on chrome
And all I got, is DVD's inside my home
I got a Jacuzzi, I might watch Scary Movie
Hell yea, I get head from yo mama every Tuesday
This Lil' Flip, I bet cha know dat, show dat
Hell yea, you owe me some money, nigga you owe dat
So pay me, the radio gon' play me
Look at my yard, I got mo' toys than Kay-Bee
Who I am, The Leprechaun, Freestyle King
Change the color of my teeth and my byzletine
Now I'm platinum, nigga got a nigga name Crime
Open up my mouth, my piece shine, but Johnny got my blinded
y'all can just parallel park, when I open up my mouth, its farewell to the dark
I sip drank, flip pints, sip 8's, got hoes at Worthing, Sterling and Yates
And when I pick 'em up, nigga, I'ma take 'em to the room
Nigga, I'ma be the witch and you can ride my broom
Then you gone, I freestyle, I'm off the dome
I got all, satellites from the top of my home
I get gone in my zone, nigga, I'm in a Bentley
Niggas mad, they got Guess glasses, I wearin' Finley's
And S classes, jumpin' out, nigga Da King
Fuck y'all nigga, I'm jumpin' out limosuines
(talkin)
Nigga, Lil' Flip, Sucka Free, Swishahouse nigga,
we over here too nigga, we puttin' it down nigga,
. . .
|
|