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Lil' Flip
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Block Money
作词:Wesley Weston
This for the block, there's no place like show business Hell, now, nigga, I'm serious, I'm honored, I'm back Take this muh'fuckin' rap money And bring it back to the block, nigga fo' real
So if you gettin' your money, you gettin' it I'm just worried about me now Got all the fuck boys from around me Hey, fuck you, niggas, hey, now let's get it
After I do my concert I bring that money to the block And nigga, I don't want half 'cause I want the whole block Now whip it, now whip it, now whip it, now whip it Now get it, whip it, ship it and flip it
Aye, I told you, muh'fuckers, I'ma bounce back With three million in cash, potna, count that If I write you a check, nigga, you can cash that And when I'm in Europe, I use my flat stack
The black car get used four times a day My rims skinny but my pocket's overweight Go get yo tubes tied, 'cause you a bitch, boy Eight hundred grand and now you think you rich, boy
You better step it up, my paper been straight And by the way my new chick go to Penn State I paid for her car, I paid for her books Okay, I'm lyin' but don't that shit go with the hook?
I got money to blow, I oughta be ashamed I'm playin' with some change, I want Travolta plane 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 He got a couple of 'em, we always fuck with rubbers This ain't O.G., kush, I like to call it Bubble
After I do my concert I bring that money to the block And nigga, I don't want half 'cause I want the whole block Now whip it, now whip it, now whip it, now whip it Now get it, whip it, ship it and flip it
Aye, fuck boy, I'm the James Toney of rap 'Cause niggas hate me but I still got it like that A brand new 'Vette, I'm a ladies man Plus my Bretlin cost me eighty grand
Aye, money ain't a thang, you know where I hang And besides music you know what I slang And you know what I claim, it's Clover G's up And don't you hate it when yo potna smoke all your weed up?
I had to roll my sleeves up 'cause of my bracelet And we ain't goin' nowhere so just face it I lace weed with the syrup 'cause it burn slow I make G's with my words 'cause it earn dough
Who would've known Lil' Flip'll scan five mil' And then be forced to take a break for two years? But the block got love for the God So you know it ain't shit for me to get a nigga robbed
After I do my concert, I bring that money to the block And nigga, I don't want half 'cause I want the whole block Now whip it, now whip it, now whip it, now whip it Now get it, whip it, ship it and flip it for the block, niggas
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