Yeah, what? Yeah, what? Yeah, what? (Lil' flip) Yeah, what? Yeah, what? (David banner, three six mafia) Yeah, what? Yeah, what? Yeah, what? (Houston,
Yeah, this is pimpin' at its finest, man, yeah Let it bang, I go by the name Lil' Flipper, man You know Mr. 'Like A Pimp' I'm in here wit my dog, Butch
(East coast) Bustaclip, bustaclip (West coast) Bustaclip, bustaclip (Midwest) Bustaclip, bustaclip (To the dirty, dirty) Bustaclip, bustaclip (It's Flip
Yeah, I wrote this song for M*** It's only one b*** I'd trade my dope for A lot of ya'll, n***, spend all your money foolishly, man Invest in that p***,
Eh, we on our way to the after party If you don?t know you better ask somebody Get on the dance floor grab somebody We gon' crash the party then pack
don?t wanna fight ?cause I?ll break yo shit And you don?t want drama wit da Ice Slick click, yea See nigga dis dope is cutless Flip my knife, it's a
block I don't want half 'cause I want the whole block Now whip it, now whip it, now whip it, now whip it Now get it, whip it, ship it and flip it Aye
right now we shoot a documentary for my mothafuckin album bringin y'all niggaz straight to the hood, come on walk with me [Verse 1: Lil' Flip] Nigga
talkin' 'cause you blowin' my high, boy You see my paint, n***, you see my whip On twenty-sixes, b***, you know it's Flip I got my stunner shades, I
good man can't you tell, Lil' Flip is in the building we got Dj Squeeky on the track...Gudda, Gudda - Clover G's [Chorus 2X - Flip] We throw bows
New s***, Lil' Flip and Lyfe Talk to 'em, Lyfe, yeah Talk to 'em, Lyfe, yeah I just can't go, I just can't stay I just can't, you just what? I just can
Huh huh, I had to do somethin' like this Ya know, huh I shoulda listened, I shoulda listened I shoulda listened, when ya said, "Boy go and get a job"
I never meant to break your heart But you know how life go, s*** happen But you know I still got your back And I just wanna tell u that I never meant
what I do nigga I do this shit with my eyes closed nigga (fuh sho, fuh sho) y'all niggaz tryin too hard man heheh...yea Clover G's! [Verse 1: Flip]
You smell that? Hey, that's the money I smell money, Ross I know y'all wonderin' like "What the hell is Flip doin' man How he get out his deal?" All
' Flip, Flip, Flip I like to 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
you need to (shut up) Ima warrior nigga i aint scared of you nigga Ima gangsta bowi ill put lead in you nigga [Lil Flip] if you dis Lil Flip
We came here to get it crunk like jump In the club with our middle fingers up like jump Now, we gonna make ?em stomp like jump Niggas get out of line