this one Now what it do, yeah nigga got to much loot Now what it do, ya baby push that GT G loot Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos Ain't
Flip] [Now what it do] Yeah nigga got too much loot [Now what it do] Yeah baby push the GT Coupe [Now what it do] Yeah nigga showin platinum tooth's Aye
Traduction: Lil 'Flip. What It Do.
Flip] (Now what it do) Yeah nigga got too much loot (Now what it do) Yeah baby push the GT Coupe (Now what it do) Yeah nigga showin platinum tooth's Aye
drank in my hand check'n out the spot Baby girl do what snoop told you to do and drop it like it's hot Your bodys taken over you don't stop it like it
young black men Especially cause we rappers, with tons of stacks to spend Haters do what they can, kings of the South do what they wanna do The drank
get out the hood like I did, and I'm gon' help 'em do it Cause I got love for my real niggaz and I got extra chips to do it Look I used to reap a lot
am (are you gon make it to the top), nigga you know I am Flipping in a four do', trying to get some mo' do' Playa don't get mad, if you see me flipping
polite move over please grind it up in them an damn near damage their ovaries Jack that ass up look at a minute Then urghhh ride up in it It's a certain
't having no change See I don't really talk it, I just live it I don't say I'm gonna, I just get it Give a playa the ball, he 'pose to run with it But
mo' Cause everybody want me to do, what they want me to do And they want me to do it, but I'd rather stay full of embalming fluid But you know what you can do
it crunk Bitch you know,I get-you know I get,you know I get it crunk Bitch you know,I get-you know I get,you know I get it crunk [Verse 1-Lil'Flip]
lookout for Z-Ro and Lil' Flip, this is history in the making ya bitch [Lil' Flip] Now I'm back with my crew, like we ain't got nothing to do So if you
Verse 1-Lil'Flip] Whut Up Now nigga I heard you was yappin ya jaws so you know we ain't fuckin with y'all so how you wanna do it cause I'm ready for war
, which it don't go my way Hold it sideways, fuck around cause a crimewave [Chorus] When the strap out, you know what that 'bout We do it my way, cause
it My clicks so sick, niggas know how we on it Light up more shit, the car there when we on it I spit a gem star get'cha name carved into neck Have my lil
