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letra de flippa - cap 1

(hook)
yo girlfriend a goer, she a flippa
pack touchdown i’mma flip it
whip without the chip, i’mma flip it
burns 33, scottie pippen
yo girlfriend a goer, she a flippa
pack touchdown i’mma flip it
got that whip without the chip, i’mma flip it
and i still treat these b-tches like some strippers
still treat this b-tch just like a stripper
i still treat this b-tch just like a stripper
still treat this b-tch just like a stripper
in the burns 33, scottie pippen

(verse)
i still treat my b-tch just like a stripper
she bust me down a dunk and i tip er
if she don’t like me she don’t like n-gg-s
don’t let yo girl go round me, i might hit er
black versace bands, gold zipper
yo main girl a goer, she a flippa
and i don’t love these sl-ts, i don’t kiss em
i’m throwin out them songs like i’m pitchin
it’s 30 shot a head we get the picture
100 pounds of meat, i just send them a picture
got every chain on like n-gg- f-ck it
just sold a brick right out them parking lot in publics

(verse)
young d
word from 33, like i’m scottie pippen
catch me in the kitchen, straight drop chickens
house on the lake but i’m still fishin
me a shark trap, fish scale send it
tryna duck prison, tryna see a million
but at the same time, tryin to make a livin
round these n-gg-s turtles, they rap like master splinter
countin all this lumber, got me with a splinter
headed to the cribs with bricks and a splinter
ballin all summer, trappin all winter
plus i keep mo chicken churches and miss winters
and yo girl dawg, she a flippa

(verse)
my b-tch got a fat -ss, something like a stripper
if you on a paper route then you something like me n-gg-
dope boy with a dope flow, b-tch i’m a dope dealer
yea i love my b-tch but i still f-ck yo hoe n-gg-
saw yo brother poundin here, the threesome wit yo sister
front my n-gg- a 20 pack and told him merry christmas
i’m full of that sizzurp and yo b-tch gone on that liquor
i had er going crazy, said she feel it in her liver
spent 100 dimes on designer, getting pistols
they hatin but i don’t give a f-ck who they, ain’t f-ckin wit us
in the middle of the gudda with the killas and the dealers
that’s that paper route empire sh-t
n-gg- you get the picture

- cap 1

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