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| Lil' Flip Miscellaneous 25/8 Freestyle (3 Headed Monster) Hold up uhh.. 3 2 nigga nigga Lil Ron and Lil Flip Every day all day I gotta get dat paper nigga i'm independent i ain't wit no majors you know me, from doin diamonds in ya face the nigga wit da sucka free piece in ya face i started out wit C-Note i fucked wit ESG i found out dat the nigga wasn't real to me started snortin lines, stealin my flows so i moved on started doin my own shows i fucked wit Screw and he put me in da click i started free stylin every body on my dick it was freestyle pros not free style kings and nigga fuck you I ain't no freestyle queen you hatin on me cause you know that i'm a CEO and every time I do a show fans see me blow Do all the shit you can't do You ain't even from Houston Texas fool Niggas aint from the set that they claim And i'm here to let hot slugs just rang Rang in ya brain my bullets is untamed I'm off tha chain and I can't be contained I be rainin shots clearin up blocks Niggas know me I might stop in the drop and approach a bitch Come here little mama I got some game and a nigga wanna holla Spit 2 lines and i'm in her head and she in da passenger side ridin down homestead I represent tha Rosewood till I D-I-E And if you aint know I blow on dat endo tree its me i'm a young playa out da north hookin up wit lil flip up out da south Cloverland and Rosewood niggas know its all good i represent my hood its undastood I represent my hood and I move my work and I hussle, nigga, till I lose my shirt And when I move my work I stack da money And if you see me in the back of johnny That mean i'm gettin a watch or i'm gettin a ring and if i'm on the freeway you know i'mma speed cause i got a jaguar and it go so fast and i got credit cards i don't use no cash and when i pull up everybody say damn and when i show my platinum hoes know who i am i'm the i can do that nigga leanin to the left when i smoke tha do-do you'll fuckin lose ya breath cause all I do is smoke the real shit And im the nigga wit mo money den Will Smith I'm da nigga wit mo money den Will Smith Back door, lil flip nigga gone take a whiff of this good doe cause thats all we smoke killa, weed I got a trick up my sleeve Screens on watching greed make a bitch say please Lil' ron, can I have you You can't have me unless you do my whole crew Thats right you gotta fuck me you gotta fuck him you gotta fuck him, him, him, and him, and him cuz we da ones wit candy paints and big ole rims take a look at my piece we got big ole gems every time you see me all da hoes be stoppin cuz they know my trunks be poppin niggas lookin like boy they some rich niggas they ain't got 3 figgas they got 6 figgas I do a song nigga I hit da bank nigga I got da weed nigga I got da drank So what you wanna do nigga What you wanna sip how you want yo work nigga hard or whip I gve it to you how you want it Cause i'm a banker Big money maker Big face chaser about my paper so call me king kose Every time you see me I'm hoppin out lorenzo benzoes Endo is what's in my nose Starch, heavy starch thats in my clothes I'm slingin more than GI Joe I like some of dat shit though lemme do that... |
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