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Lil Flip I M A Balla Flip My Chips

flip my chips, flip my chips, flip my chips, flip my chips, flip my chips, flip my chips, flip my chips, flip my chips I like to flip my chips, flip my chips, flip

That wanna do a couple things When I look in your eyes I can tell you ready to swing Slow down, baby I'm waitin' more than a fling And I'm up on the

holla 'coz I got them dollars Push the Maybach Monday, Tuesday Impala I switch whips like kicks, I'm a balla And if I get your phone number, I'm a call

you get whipped, flipped, chipped Back to Bustaland, I know you see the semi-automatic that I'm holdin' in my right hand I got a closet full of T-shirts

this side Dyin to serve Dyin for cheese To raise up out the hood I been dyin to lead Just keep all yellin my name I been dyin to trip Dyin for a grip

my partners And I'm straight hey shawty I'm straight Snowman bitch, I ride two seaters It's a cold world, so I keep two heaters I'm straight, you betta

my driver drive, I'm on par 4 Spit hangin' from my mouth retard flow And I say what I want like an award show I'm on some shit ain't even came out the

I love women an' shit My head grew over these years, now I got a nice dick Beauty mark right on my balls, girl, have a nice lick Cute in the face, hair

somethin for realler From a fifty cent nigga to a thousand dollar nigga Fuck George Bush, the army, and the G.I. Nigga this P.I., until I D.I. [Chorus