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
again It's understood I'm the hood Hitchcock with a grin Came in the spot wit 6 bad brawds, lift Jag doors Never too gawdy but my wrist wrapped raw Flip
people on my back but I gotta keep duckin [Verse 1] I started from a rock, then move to a chip Nowadays I'm the Birdman bitch I ain't never had nothin
Yokohama on the rubber, see I'm like no other Girls see me on the block and just st-st-studder See I'ma lover and a stunner, see I'm in love with my chips
so damn smooth It's like ooh! You don't know what I'm gonna do? I'm takin' him, I'm takin' him, flip flop, flip back It's the B-funk nigga, fuck the
Get off the block lil nigga this my spot lil nigga I don't care what you got you get shot lil nigga I been thuggin, and I'm lovin my life The reason I
do a couple things When I look in your eyes I can tell you ready to swing [Teairra Mari:] Slow down baby I'm waitin more than a fling And I'm up on the
a bitch [Lil' Matt] Hey i'm Lil' Matt, I'm a back on no scene, not the freestyle king, brand new piece, I'm safe as a teen, i'm still sippin lean, still
ass niggaz, trying to make me bust my chips But I'm not a bank, I don't even trust my bitch I'm from the South, and I got diamonds in my mouth [Hook
I shine like I got a sun on my chest [Lil' Flip] in down south I put diamonds all in your face and I'm sellin fifty thousand i'll leave your state [
I switch whips like kicks I'm a balla (I'm a balla) And if I get your phone number I'm a call ya (I'm a call ya) And we can meet up the next day and
like kicks I'm a balla (I'm a balla) And if I get your phone number I'm a call ya (I'm a call ya) And we can meet up the next day and chill But I'm always
women Getting plenty of paper, think I'm done I got plenty of capers And I'm feeling like, one of the Lakers I'm on the strongest team, I'm like dro I
, know I'm talking about You can find me on I-10, nigga running my route On the way to the booth, cause I fronted some out I'm from the land of the lost
stopping me, I got a family I gotta feed Plus I got a block to bleed, Lucky full of that broccoli Please believe I'm getting chips, state to state I'm
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 Dyin for that
you what I am I'm a balla That's what I am Baby A balla One of a kind I'm a balla No sir no man [RJJ] Check it I got a house that stretch across 300
I'm like Rap-a-lot - I'm rollin' with a hard boy Yea you better believe it - I ride with my people - fa sho You play with my money - I'll kick your knee