blame me, it's not jealousy, jealousy I know that, I know that you're pimpin', you're pimpin' I know that, I know that so I'm flippin', I'm flippin'
Перевод: Lil 'Flip. Flippin '.
(feat. Mya) You are now rockin' wit The Symphony [Lil' Flip:] Yessir It's ya boy Fliperachi the #1 fly boy (yeaahhh) I'm the building wit my girl Mya
is goes down, where I stay When them Tram boys done had a good day Then I'ma buy the bar up, later on tear the car up Flip a new one by the mornin',
we country niggaz yee-haw The money comin back and forth like a seesaw And y'all ain't never seen what we saw Stacks of twenty dollar bills, bricks, or white rolls What they got Lil
't new to this, I'm true to this. Pay attention boy, I teach how to do this. So you mix a lil' piece with a lil' Don Perrion. And a lil' Hennessy,
WHOA!!! WAVE!!! WHOA!!! WAVE!!! [Verse 1] I'm not tellin you to shoot somebody, but if somebody try to shoot you shoot 'em Don't waste time, lil' nigga
Smack that o-oh-o-oh-ooh! Ooh...Looks like another club banger They better hang on when they throw this thing on Get a lil drink on They gonna flip
quick baby gurl give it to me man wut a quickie stab it wit a stifie bust a bigga nut to be da pan and Jiffy Give me a lil licky huggy kissie kissie
on (Niggas keepin' it) movin' (go head) and get your (thug on) [Rah Digga] (What on) earth possesed y'all to try a lil' (drunk) lil' (high) Big heads
fuckin cripple i'm just fuckin wit u i aint gone bust a pistol cuz i'm on parolle and i aint trying to get fuckin pickled i call my gat acrobat cuz it will fuckin flip
back We been candy paint on them 4s since they made that Hop up in my fly ride watch the top lay back Rather flip a drop 'Lac before I flip a Maybach
(feat. Lil' Flip) (187, 187, 187) (Who's next?) [Intro - Chopped and Screwed Voice - talking behind Chorus - w/ ad libs] Screwed Up Click You know what
hater (hater), why you trying to play me? Where the ballers at? Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady. Where the shotcallers at? [Verse 2 - Lil' Flip
mah dude an u betta get used to things And I don't care what you say about me They say [Pre-Hook:] That he does it with the best, runs a lil west Padded
Buck] I'm goin to war, I'm goin to WAR! [Verse One: Young Buck] You never know when death's comin, all you hear is gunshots Lil' kids get to runnin
just said girl do it on tha d Age aint shi I done got a lil older Me or you man baby girl take a pic Whitch one She so classy, Shes so jazzy Lil momma
made it! [Birdman] Yeah YM CMB baby Birdman Swagged out 100 Rooftop, hella choppa burning smoke Louie bag stay strapped wit a priceless globe High life, flippin
