Flippin'

You are now rockin' wit The Symphony

Yessir

It's ya boy Fliperachi the #1 fly boy (yeaahhh)

I'm the building wit my girl Mya (fo' sho)

You know we doin' a song for the ladies, they want records too, you know

So if you want to come kick it wit some real pimp, a real man, a young boss

Girl money don't run out

Let me holla if you down wit Clover G's (fo' sho)

I know that you'd take care of me, baby please (that's right, that's right)

No baby is not jealousy, jealousy

I know that I know that you pimpin' you pimpiiiinn'

I know that I know that so I'm flippin' I'm flippiiinnnn

The first day we met, I was in my vet

I just left Warner Brothers pickin' up my check (hahaaa)

I pulled up in Wing Stop just to get me a bike

Rubber cush on my blunt so I'm high as a kite

Red monkeys wit a crist twelve hundred to pop

And when you walk by I couldn't do nothin' but watch

Cause I know you wit a cat who ain't treatin' you right

And if you wanna be happy you should leave him right now

I got a ten o'clock flight on my G-5 girl

Let me upgrade you, no more Levi's girl

I'mma show you finer thangs you can cruise the world

And when we come back you gon' have bluest purse

Yessir

I ain't a pimp no more, that was '99 (99)

Cause when it came to the bread I had to get mine

Top down when I'm roll up the Vegas Strip

Four pound on my hip in case a nigga trip

A hundred dollar chips, let's gamble ma (let's go)

And if the crowd get thick let's scramble ma (let's go)

No gal can cook shrimp better than ma (haha)

I had a gal ain't know what berretta or nine

After this, I'mma drop "Ahead of My Time"

The true thangs that I love is my bread and my dyme

They be like "Flip man you got a lazy flow"

That's when I say "oh wellll, I make crazy dough"

Chuchhh Chuchhh

You always say the things to make me staaaayyyyy

He then told me that you would change your waaayyyysss

You always got the best from meeee

I gave 'em to you faithfully

I'm flippin' now I gotta get awaaaayyyyy

So come and roll wit a fly boy

You can be my fly girl

Just you and I girl

The kid ballin' like Jim Jones (balliiiiiinnnnnnnnn)

Cause I made about 8 million ringtones (balliiiiiinnnnnnnnn)

I'm a certified mack in the streets

How many rappers got ice on the back (but they not too many)

I do it big like that rapper from ??

While you exit home put your ring out (hahaaa)

And we on private jets sippin' real wine

I was in the projects watchin' feds crime

But now I'm doin' projects gettin' paid now (yeahh)

There go the paparazzi go and put your head down (cheese, cheese)