Put Yo Fist Up

Got to do something for the playas

If you ain't a real playa, you'll have to

Go to the back of the club

This for the playas and the ballas (ballas)

And the pimps, for everybody (Southside)

Who rocking lots of ice, teeth shine

Piece shine, pull up looking clean

On two 20's nigga

Put your fist up

If you wearing a rolex put your wrist up

Grab your styrofoam cups of drink mixed up

If your car broke down get it fixed up

Playas put your fist up, let your piece shine

If you got diamonds in your grill let your teeth shine

And when we at the club we be creased down

You ain't never seen no playa like me huh

Don't ball with Sucka Free huh

I just put some new rugs in my two story club

Hoes getting dug in my king size tub

Boys getting drugged, trying to act like a thug

No fucking love while I sip purple mud

I fly like a dove, smoke like a champ

Never run from no one cause I might catch a cramp

Smoking damp, fucking on a old school tramp

Ten dollar rock for a twenty food stamp

My name is Carlos holla fuck these hoes

Life is like ballet stay on your toes

My dream is to keep the world up all night

Cause I got enough caine to have a snowball fight

I floss gators, got cribs with elevators

So much cash I bought a pool for my neighbors

Dopehouse and Sucka Free, run your ass up a tree

Fuck with me, and you'll be keeping dad company

When I walk into the club people say (where he go)

But when I open up my mouth they be like (there he go)

When Redd sliding through the club I'm throwing my elbows

Any girl I snag, she sticking like velcrow

And when I take my watch off, they say (who cut the lights off)

And I can freestyle all night until they cut the mics off

As soon as I touch the stage, broads ain't paging they man

Instead they spilling liquor, waving they hands

Well I'm a valet parker and a endo sparker

So many waves in my hair I got to wear swimming goggles

Now we ready to buy the bar tossing shit the counter

People notice my name and run over the ?

Now when you see me in the club I'm dressed top of the line

I'm mixing up codeine and popping bottles of wine

I met a chickenhead from Michigan showing her tattoo

Hit it off at the bar too let's scram so we could car pool

Hey, this for my Blacks, Asians, Chinese and Caucasians

Muslims, Irish and even Jamaicans

Hispanics, Indians, throw your sets up

And all the fine women, raise your dress up

Hold up your piece if you got ice in it

And put your white cups up if you got pink sprite in it

You might see me at the bar but I don't drink that much

I just bought an Escallade and I'm gone paint that truck

I got three million in the bank, but it ain't that much

Now when I look at magazines I say ain't that us

I'm in the VIP section, wearing a black dob

I got the women screaming whoa but my name ain't Black Rob

Man, they screaming Lil' Flip at the front of the club

A nigga buzzed off this remmy with a blunt and a hug

When Sucka Free in the club women lose they brains

If I need ice in my cup, then I use my chain, bling bling