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Tytuł: Hey ho

  • Wykonawca: Lil' Flip
  • Wy¶wietleń: 196

  
   [Hook]
  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 nigga 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 shit 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 shit
  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, niggaz at the stores tryna figure out
  when I drop, I'm comin' sooner than you think
  In the summer time tanktop winter time mink
  
  [Hook]
  
  [Will Lean]
  Hey ma, I done seen bitches 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 ass
  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 niggaz smash, you mistaken for thrash
  Bitch where's my cash?, Will Lean the pimp
  Pimp cups up bitch with codine to sip
  I'm a Clover G, and I walkin' in dough
  And every twenty five feet nigga I'm walkin' on mo'
  Lil' Flipper, yo we gots the gats
  Them botany boys motherfucka, we gots them stacks
  S.U.C and we holdin' it down
  Cloverland on top and we holdin' the crown
  
  [C-Note]
  I know this chick from the north side that like to freak
  Fucked 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 shit
  It's Botany Boys, creepin' wid them chopper toys
  Quick to break ya off proper boy shit
  Call her cell, take her to the next hotel
  Young bitch know how to fuck 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