(talkin)
Nigga, 2000, Y2K
Me and Ron C all in yo muthafuckin` shit nigga
fo sho, ha, man it`s goin` down
y`all boyz need to fo sho get that cotton candy
cotton mouth, all in yo` face nigga
Uh huh, Lil Flipper, The Leprechaun aka Da Freestyle King
Sucka Free, fuckin` with that Ron C
Dat Dodo, y`all blowin` bullshit
Indo nigga this what we blow...
(Lil` Flip)
We blow Indo, I might be on Jay Leno
They be like Flip, can you listen to my demo
I say naw nigga I got shows to do
After the concert, I got hoes to screw
If I`m on stage, I don`t wanna be close to you
I got money nigga, I ain`t gon` boast to you
What I`m supposed to do, is keep rappin`
Some niggas got gold in they mouth, I got platinum
I ain`t cappin`, what happened
I done blew up too quick
I`m the Lil` Flip, Da Freestyle King of the Screwed Up Click
I represent, I get head
Ride blue, ride black, I ride red
Fuck a Fed, I shake heads, when I`m in the club
Ball outta control, I got Indo dub sacks
How you love that, I ain`t the Hot Boys
But you might see me in a drop top boy
I roll rolex, I got baggets, princess cuts
If I`m in the club, you`ll see me, pimpin` sluts
That`s what i do, nigga all the time
Get rotation on 97.9, that`s The Box
Nigga got a TV sitcom on Fox
Used to be on blocks, slangin` rocks
Now I`m changin` dots, in my drop top prowler
Go to court, throw away the case, I got a prowler
Call her, nigga, Caller ID, a baller I be
She wanna fuck, I`ma call her and see
Take that hoe to Motel 6 or go to Tweety`s
Pour a duece in the can, sold a four in Tahiti
Now I`m leanin`, nigga, I`m in the green Beamer
Supa dupa fly like I`m Missy Misdemeanor
I`m Lil` Flip, nigga, I know you know me
Baggets and 30 pointers all on my rolly`s
You might see me in a Expedition
With a sign on the back, that say let`s go fishin`
I`ma balla, nigga I told you that
If I ain`t ridin` green then I`m rollin` `Llacs
I`m from the Clover, I`ma solja, I write rhymes in my folder
Hell yea, I got mo` crystals than Folgers
That`s coffee, hoes wanna toss me, get off me
Cause I be ballin` outta control, hoes they stalk me
From Milwaukee, my Nextel, inhale, exhale
Half of my niggas locked up in jail
But I`m still on the block, puttin` it down
Nigga when I smile, bling, platinum puddin, you gotta frown
You be mad, cause you see me in a drop top Jag
50 G`s for a car, that`s not that bad
I can do that, if it`s too fast, I can screw dat
Get the brand new drop, royal blue dat
Now I`m cruisin`, niggas I be bruisin`
Gettin` all mad cause in the club, I be choosin`
I like yellabones, talk on PrimeCo telephones
Got hoes from Hine-Clark to Yellowstone
I`m in Homestead, killin` with the real niggas
We wearin` Platinum Fubu, y`all still wear Phil Hilfiger
I almost fucked up, but nigga I`m the king
I can freestyle all night til the doorbell ring
And all I do, is ride on chrome
And all I got, is DVD`s inside my home
I got a Jacuzzi, I might watch Scary Movie
Hell yea, I get head from yo mama every Tuesday
This Lil` Flip, I bet cha know dat, show dat
Hell yea, you owe me some money, nigga you owe dat
So pay me, the radio gon` play me
Look at my yard, I got mo` toys than Kay-Bee
Who I am, The Leprechaun, Freestyle King
Change the color of my teeth and my byzletine
Now I`m platinum, nigga got a nigga name Crime
Open up my mouth, my piece shine, but Johnny got my blinded
y`all can just parallel park, when I open up my mouth, its farewell to the dark
I sip drank, flip pints, sip 8`s, got hoes at Worthing, Sterling and Yates
And when I pick `em up, nigga, I`ma take `em to the room
Nigga, I`ma be the witch and you can ride my broom
Then you gone, I freestyle, I`m off the dome
I got all, satellites from the top of my home
I get gone in my zone, nigga, I`m in a Bentley
Niggas mad, they got Guess glasses, I wearin` Finley`s
And S classes, jumpin` out, nigga Da King
Fuck y`all nigga, I`m jumpin` out limosuines
(talkin)
Nigga, Lil` Flip, Sucka Free, Swishahouse nigga,
we over here too nigga, we puttin` it down nigga,
the North and the South, nigga, how you do it, that was freestyle...
