'm a playa fo' life You need a baller, I'm a baller your type You need a playa, that's what I is fo' life [Lil' Flip] 24's on the coupe when I roll by
Oh, oh, oh, ha, ha You know what this is right? This the real hip hop None of that watered down shit you used to Rest in peace Big L, rest in peace Big
way, n***, that's n*** We got fat n***, you know the kind your baby momma like Anythin' I say behind your back I'm willin' to say it to your face twice F*** Lil' Flip
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye, let's win a Grammy with this one Let's go, this for all the single mothers out there Coming straight from your boy, Fliperacci,
I still represent the same neighborhood Starched and cleaned, poppin' out, lookin' good I still represent the same neighborhood Aye, the whole world like, "Flip
Ay man, I'ma tell you one thing man Ay we stay ballin? now, Lil' Flip is in the buildin? Yukmouth is in the buildin? man So all y'all rappers pretendin
fightin? then you need to shut up I'm a warrior nigga, I ain't scared of you nigga I'm a gangsta boy, I'll put lead in you nigga If you diss Lil' Flip
gettin' money nigga And when you see me in the street say what it do And don't call me flip no mothauckin' more Call me flipa rachie ha ha ha And we
t know(I don't know) I tried the highways, but the highways closed Now I'm blinded by a dusty road Uncertain which way to go, to find my way back home, to Texas (Lil Flip
, you, niggas, need to listen I gotta white, white, white cup You see my white, white, white cup I keep my white, white, white cup (Say, Flip, let your
All my niggas on lock, keep ya head up My niggas on the block, get ya bread up, I'ma get this cheddar We go make it out the hood mayne We go make it out
Sorry, lil' mama, I gotta go Not tryna' hit and run ya but I got another show It's already check out time plus my plane leaves at four Give me them digits
Hey Note, I'm tired of these niggaz stealing our shit mayn D Red now you know damn well, we started off riding blades Having the big chains, the diamonds
Uh, Lil' Flip, them hatas still mad Man look, Big T Why y'all haters still mad (I said I don't know why baby) 'Cause Screwed Up Click acting bad 'Cause
It's the 8 rulez on the streets You live by this, you won't get holed up 1, never let a nigga know yo business 2, always start what you finish 3, stay
Don't spend no money I'm a pimp, I'm a pimp Why you keep spendin' money? You'z a trick, you'z a trick Don't spend no money I'm a pimp, I'm a pimp Why
My life, my life, my life, my life My life, my life, my life In elementary I used crayons, even chalk I learned to count money before I could read and
damn hussler Lil' Flip Represent 7-1-3 Now when you see me in the Lamborghini speeding, bumpin' screw I know you see my license plate, "Lil' Flip number