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LIL FLIP lyrics : "Hey Ho"

(feat. C-Note, Will Lean)


Hey ho (hey ho), let's go (let's go)
I know, cause we can get it on tonite
You fine (you fine), I pimp (I pimp)

And I walk with a limp
Man you know the dro got me feelin' tight
I'm rich (I'm rich), you po' (you po')

Now you know, it's time to hit the block and grind
I pimp (I pimp), I ball (I ball)
And twenty's how I crawl

Can't stop a ^!$$% in his prime

[Lil' Flip]

Now I was in Washington at the playas ball
Every pimp was there yeh in gator's and all
I had to fade 'em all I had to pop my collar

Valet my car yeh I'm in the drop Impala
You got to swallow if you givin' me brain
I'm goin' for the chart don't be givin' me pain

You can get in the car don't touch %#@! in the car
Do this, get on that plane put this brick in ya bra
Come back, bring me the change in a hundred stacks

Cause you know how we do it when we makin' that
I'ma gi' you your cut and you gon' gi' me my %#@!
And that's the way we do it now I'm in the lab droppin' hits

Undergrounds get me paid, shows I'm on stage
Hoes go in a rage when they see me on stage
Cause I'm iced out when they see my chain they be like

who cut the lights out, ^!$$%z at the stores tryna figure out
when I drop, I'm comin' sooner than you think
In the summer time tanktop winter time mink


[Will Lean]
Hey ma, I done seen (*##$es come and go
That skeeze and fiends that have dreams to become a hoe

Scream Geronimo, ya deep in the Pacific
(I can hit it all night), if you wanna be specific
Baby feel terrific when ya shake that $$#

Ain't no end when your friends tell you to make that cash
Go on make it fast, see if you make it last
After every ^!$$%z smash, you mistaken for thrash

(*##$ where's my cash?, Will Lean the pimp
Pimp cups up (*##$ with codine to sip
I'm a Clover G, and I walkin' in dough

And every twenty five feet ^!$$% I'm walkin' on mo'
Lil' Flipper, yo we gots the gats
Them botany boys mother$#[email protected], we gots them stacks

S.U.C and we holdin' it down
Cloverland on top and we holdin' the crown

I know this chick from the north side that like to freak
$#[email protected] the hoe in the back of the jeep, Clover G's ain't weak

Watch me creep, holdin' on a wood grain wheel
Plus I got the diamond grill uh
We be winnin', I love the way this free world spinnin'

We been hot from the beginning %#@!
It's Botany Boys, creepin' wid them chopper toys
Quick to break ya off proper boy %#@!

Call her cell, take her to the next hotel
Young (*##$ know how to $#[email protected] like hell
Call her friends, they pull up in a big bod Benz

I guess we ain't the only one that playin' wid ends

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