lirik lagu lil flip – can’t let you go
[lil’ flip – talking]
wheew
reality check
i ain’t hear to, sing to ya
ring a ring to ya
b-tch please (b-tch please)
b-tch please, l!ck these!
you tease
sucka free
[lil’ flip]
b-tch please, you don’t need to miss me
cuz when i come around you don’t even kiss me
but it’s coo (it’s coo), i ain’t a foo (ain’t a foo)
it’s twelve thirty, how the f-ck you at schoo
b-tch please, i’m about to leave
cuz i, got another trick up my sleeve
be gone i don’t need you no mo
cuz you ain’t sh-t but a dirty -ss hoe
b-tch please, you wearin’ ya friends clothes
broke, smokin’ my indo
tryin’, to stay in my f-ckin’ house (get the f-ck out)
b-tch, quit, runnin ya mouth
b-tch please, i don’t like ya -ss
if ya go to jail, hoe i won’t write ya -ss
i won’t l!ck ya -ss, i’ll jus stick ya -ss
treat ya like a bug n i’ll pick ya -ss
b-tch please, then i’m jumpin’ in my lambo (lambo)
got a gun n-ggas call me rambo
don’t give a d-mn i got more ammo
lil ron, that’s my fammo
[pimpin’ ken]
b-tch please, you can’t understand
i’m the thug type dude, i don’t hold no hands
what you talkin’ bout you wanna be my wife
b-tch, you gave the n-gga head on the first night
that ain’t right, b-tch please
ya listnin to ya friends
tryna go through the mall and hit me from my ends
tryna roll my benz, i can’t let that happen
that’s why a n-gga, keep on rappin’
b-tch please, i don’t f-ck wit u
you a busta type b-tch, runnin wit ya crew
everythang ain’t all good, when ya in the place
ya make a n-gga wanna put a punch to ya face
[lil’ flip]
b-tch please, i don’t play that sh-t
when you talkin’ wit ya girls, don’t say that sh-t
that i be doin, or who i be f-ckin’
cuz i’m gonna come, and give yo -ss a concussion
what the f-ck was you thinkin?
jus because i got a benz, that i don’t have a lincoln?
what the f-ck was you doin?
why the f-ck, why you playin wit me, what you persuin?
i know you wanna come to a n-gga house (house)
you on ya period, then put it in ya mouth
like jigga said, f-ck what a n-gga said
don’t f-ck wit him, lil’ flip got bigga bread
i got money, and i got that sh-t for safe
got a m-th- f-ckin ring and a nice face
won’t catch a case, i gotta good lawyer
cuz when you knock a n-gga out, errybody saw ya
f-ck that, i got a gun n-gga b-tch please
got more jewlery than mista t
i’m like mister freeze, lookin’ at my watch (why)
sh-t tac toe, i got the clover on the top (n-gga)
i’m in the block (block), i’m in the drop (drop)
n-ggas know the cops, runnin’ in the spot (spot)
if ya, too hot (hot) tryna be too fast
yea i don’t sell drugs so don’t ever ask me
don’t put sh-t past me, imma have to get n-ggas who blast me
i ain’t trippin’ on these n-ggas, i ain’t slippin’ on these n-ggas
imma pull off my belt, and give a whippin’ to these n-ggas
[lil’ flip – talking]
haha, lil’ flip
b-tch please
this how we do it (this how we do it)
b-tch please, b-tch please, b-tch please
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