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[Hook] Lil' Flip always smokin' that la la la Will Lean always smokin' that la la la Play-hef always smokin' that la la la It's Clover G's and you know my lullaby, come on Excuse me bitch, you know I'm rich So don't snitch about how I hustle Cause I got muscle, skip all that shit Just gimme a brick bitch [Will Lean] I'm a gangsta, it ain't love at first sight You's a freak so we fucked the first night I'm in the back seat puffin' that la la la Me and my niggaz gettin' high high high You better ask around, that I smokes a pound Four four desert eagle what I tote around Nigga, in that Coup de Ville Hit ya wit the steel nigga let loose ya grill You choose to squeal, it's the truth I kill With that infra red beam let loose ya grill nigga Uh, and I take ya head off when I grab my shit And start lettin' this lead off [Hook] SongtexteYeh, you know how we do it man If you in ya motherfuckin' car Cut this shit up nigga (cut it up) [Lil' Flip] Yeh, we got the dro fire it up You want me to do it show you gotta wire it up Go to Western Union and call me back Gimme the tracking number nigga and I can do that I need the dro nigga top of the line You got clothes in yo closet but they not like mine You got hoes in yo camp but they can't flow like us You got weed in yo yard but it don't grow like us Inhale exhale, Sprints and Nextels Gotta write letters to my niggaz that's in jail (keep ya head up) Locked up they baby momma knocked up If niggaz play wid my money my guns get cocked up I franchise like a Houston Rocket Every eight months is when I usually drop it Every eight blunts is when I usually stop it Every eight glocks is when I usually pop it [Hook] [Play] Ain't wid that huggin' and kissin' and lovin', bitch I'm wid that smokin' and drinkin' Cause I gotta keep it thuggin And I'm bumpin' and grindin' Got to put the snake to bite R kel's I'm up all night put up a good fight If you gon' jack somethin' make sure ya jack good Cause if not, then I pop and I go get my guns I rap for Clover G's and I rap for P-T-P I rap for all them gangstas out there gettin' they cheese I Double XL or Source to make bread I need pots a few bricks to go slice my bread Me Flip and Will will flip and lean on you Take ya truck that's not ya rap and fuck a rap After Lil' Flip album ya ass is crap You know me Play-hef and the tracks we lacin' Smokin' on that bubble that sticky Canadian bacon Fuck a lil hand stamp that shit [Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania