Lil' Flip

"Too Much Paper"

"Too Much Paper"


[Talking]
There's too much paper to get fuck a bitch...
There's too much paper to get fuck a bitch
It's too much paper to get, for real
But I can't count it all
Fuck being around a bitch
I wanna be around my dogs, whoo!, uh
I'll do the hook like that
just let it play do the verse

[Verse 1]
I'm thinkin' of a master plan
Like y'all niggas movin' too slow I got a faster plan
I got a faster hand and a faster mind
Real gangstas never have to scream pass the nine
Cause we masterminds when it come to gettin' loot
in half the time, we ride around in drop top coupes
Oops I did it again another bitch in my Benz homes
When times get hard who can a nigga depend on?
A few niggas, my true niggas
From day one, DJ Screw niggas
I coulda hurt niggas but I tried to help niggas
I'm spittin' fire cause everytime I melt niggas
I got three mics plus one on my arm
The Freestyle King and the fuckin' Leprechaun
I'm from the dirty dirty, I know you niggas heard me
And if you owe me you better fuckin' reimburse me bitch

"U Neva Know"
(feat. Butch Cassidy)

"U Neva Know"
(feat. Butch Cassidy)



[Intro: Lil' Flip]
Yeeah.. this is pimpin at its finest man
Ha ha ha ha, yeeah, let it bang
I go by the name Lil' Flipper, man
You know Mr. Like A Pimp - ha ha
I'm in here wit my dog Butch Cassidy
Check me out, check me out

[Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
I came in the door (door), I told y'all before (fore)
I never fall in love wit a motherfucking hoe (hoe)
I keep it pimpin like Good Game, I'm still in the hood man
Drinkin my purple stuff and grippin my wood grain (my wood grain)
I got hoes in area codes like Ludacris (Ludacris)
You think I'm trickin my dough - that's some stupid shit
I got a plan to be a man cause I sell bricks
So you can let that other nigga get your nails fixed
I treat a bitch like a bitch, a lady like a queen
Spit my game, get in her brain, now she on my team
And after we done I might call you later (might)
Just holla at a player (yeah)

[Chorus: Butch Cassidy + (Lil' Flip)]
Cause you neva know, you neva know.. when somebody might be fuckin your bitch
Cause you neva know, you neva know.. when somebody might be fuckin your bitch
U neva know, and you neva know.. when somebody might be fuckin your bitch
Cause you neva know, cause you neva know
(Yeeah, cause it might just be)
(Look, a nigga like me)

[Verse 2: Lil' Flip]
I told her, "keep it on the low, boo" I know you got a man
I ain't wit that lovi-dovi shit, I ain't holdin hands (uh uh)
Just call me when you get off work cause right now I'm busy (I'm busy)
And when I finished what I'm doin, we can kick it (ahh)
I know ya nigga be goin through your phone (uh huh)
But it's cool cause every night I been roamin in this home (ha)
That nigga lame cause he don't even smoke wit you
Take trips on the boat wit you, kick back and show wit you

[Chorus: Butch Cassidy + (Lil' Flip) - (w/ minor variations)]

[Verse 3: Lil' Flip]
Now you can roll (you can roll) but you know we kick it all night (all night)
Cause your friends is my friends, ain't that alright (alright)
Now look (look), I got a flight to make
And I can't be runnin late cause I'm about that cake
I got business in H2's (what else?), yachts and boats (what else?)
I got crocodile shoes, leather minks and coats
I'm still livin the hood life, but I'm livin the good life
So don't get mad cause I'm bangin ya wife (nigga!)
You like to make love (make love) but she want it rough (she want it rough)
You need to talk to her (talk to her) cause she had enough (she had enough)
You think you got it locked (you got it locked) but I got the key
Cause I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P

[Verse 4: Butch Cassidy]
You never know, these undercover hoes
Is fallin, you got to stay on your toes
They plottin schemes, or better they chasin dreams
But no, these hoes ain't movin me (meeee!)
I chased and fucked, no bitch can get me stuck
Well I'm just going to try my luck (hooo hoo)
They end up sick and hurt, but leavin in a skirt
Then find some better love to fuck (ahh)

[Chorus: Butch Cassidy + (Lil' Flip) - (w/ minor variations)]

[Outro: Butch Cassidy]
Di di di da di di di di da
Da da da da da
Di di di da di di di di da
Da da da da da
You'll never know.. when somebody might be fuckin your bitch (yeah yeah)
Just never know.. when your bitch is eatin dick (eatin dick)
Huh huh (huh huh)

"U See It"
(feat. Chamillion)

"U See It"
(feat. Chamillion)



[talking]
Duke E Loud, Lil' Flip, you see what we doing
You see what we driving, you see how we living
You see the rims spinning, you see the platinum grill
Still man in it, uh uh

[Lil' Flip]
I pulled up in the jag (you see it)
Everybody know I got Texas tags (you see it)
I'm like Juve throwing up a soldier rag (you see it)
In H-Town I throw up a Clover flag (you see it)
On T.V. I'm still leaning to the left (you see it)
Got a deal but I didn't sign with Def (you see it)
Got a deal with Sony now we richer (you see it)
Look me up I'm in The Source see my picture (you see it)
I got hoes just coming to my shows (you see it)
I got niggas just running to my do' (you see it)
You se everything we smoke is endo (you see it)
It's a truck but it's made by Benzo (you see it)
I'm Lil' Flip I'm in the Dirty Dirty South (you see it)
I got about fifty grand in my mouth (you see it)
I represent for my nigga named Screw (you see it)
Some niggas claim red, some claim blue (you see it)

[Chorus]
Nothing less than 20 thousand on my wrist (you see it)
You got cars in your yard but none like this (you see it)
Candy frame, I'ma swing on twenty inch (you see it)
I ain't got to tell these hoes that I'm a pimp (you see it)
Speed by in the Jaguar behind the ten (you see it)
Hydro chronic smoking know you smell the scent (you see it)
Got my heater under my Iceberg fit (you see it)
I'm the shit, I got these hatas pissed you see it, you see it

[Lil' Flip]
You got a Cardier but it's little (you see it)
Look at mine I got X's in the middle (you see it)
I go to sleep on a Iceberg bed (you see it)
I'm feeling smart cause I always get head (you see it)
I might ride candy red, or black (you see it)
If it's called a Escalade it's a Lac (you see it)
If you sitting on twenties then they shine (you see it)
If it ain't endo, we call it pine (you see it)
Down here everybody got gold (you see it)
Still flipping cause we all got hoes (you see it)
Still rich cause we all got shows (you see it)
Couple of friends but we all got foes (you see it)
Down here Lil' Flip run the South (you see it)
Owe me money there's a gun in your mouth (you see it)
Want a show you better send my deposit (you see it)
As far as Sucka Free camp go I got it (you see it)

[Chorus]

[Chamillion]
Pump your breaks my rims be spinning in place (you see it)

[Lil' Flip]
Don't worry we ain't got bad breaks (you see it)

[Chamillion]
This frozen water got my gums feeling numb (you see it)

[Lil' Flip]
I'm like Nas cause I know I got a gun (you see it)

[Chamillion]
Got a thug girl, a slugs hit me brain freeze (you see it)

[Lil' Flip]
I'm like Alicia cause we move the same keys

[Chamillion]
Niggas know I got more dope than Homer (you see it)

[Lil' Flip]
I'm getting head from your gal in the sauna (you see it)

[Chamillion]
My strap's sticking in my lap but never hit me (you see it)

[Lil' Flip]
I got some millions but I'm still on a mission (you see it)

[Chamillion]
Chamillionaire dot com tatted on my arm (you see it)

[Lil' Flip]
The Screwed Up Click written in platinum on my charm (you see it)

[Bridge]
I'm bending corners in that Lac, I'm gripping grain
This that Dirty Dirty what we do is swang
We gone ball and we gone never be ashamed
Platinum versus, platinum teeth and platinum chains

[Chorus]

You see it - [4x]

"Ugly Freestyle (E.S.G. Diss)"

"Ugly Freestyle (E.S.G. Diss)"


[Lil’ Flip Talkin']

[Lil’ Flip]
I ain’t choosing rappin, rappin choosed me, so I’m runnin through
These states like a nose bleed, life ain’t great dawg, but I’m doin fine,
You fillin drop again boy quiztid in my rhymes, I’ll put my mug on me,
I got tighters flow, and you could ask E.S.G. cause that nigga know,
So buckle up, cause I’m fillen wreck, before these rap game,
I’ve been have respect, that Lil’ Flip talk, got you open wide,
I giggle outside the boop, but I drove inside, y’all fake rappers,
I’m the real shit, I drive real hits, I don’t need a deal bitch, y’all ain’t
Rich, ain’t that right flex, maybe you’ll get a deal where everthing
Is a check, I know y’all rappas hate me, but yo’ gal love me, keep
Talking down the shit gon get real ugly

[15 Seconds Without Sayin Anything]

I know I sound country, don’t get the wrong idea, I got 9 awards,
Plus artist southern year, now how you love that, I’m still movin use,
Hundred thousand, plus my undaground music, I told my nigga screw,
I’m bout blow it up, he said I’m down with you Lil’ Flip sew it up,
So I did that, with no T.V., just imagine when I get on B.T.
Cause I’ma fuck it up, like a bad wreck, I got money so I neva write
A bad check, I wear baggets, I ride tree cutz, and I’m a C.E.O.
So I make bigger bucks, haters don’t like me, but they won’t fight me,
Cause they know I got my desert eagle right by me, so if you got flex,
Nigga be about it, I ain’t Master P but you go see about it

[Lil’ Flip Talkin']

"Virginia Tech Song (Time After Time)"

"Virginia Tech Song (Time After Time)"


Its Ya Boy Lil Flip
We Just Had A Tragedy April 16 Monday 7:15 A.M.
So I Thought It Would Be Selfish No To Speak On It
So Everybody Who Lost Somebody At Virginia Tech On Monday
You Can Play This To Help You Get By

(Yeah)
If You're Lost You Can Look-And You Will Find Me
(You Can Find Me)
Time After Time
(Time After Time We Go Through Stuff Like This)
If You Fall I Will Catch You-I'll Be Waiting
(We Keeping Ya'll In Our Prayers)
Time After Time

(Chyeah)
If You're Lost You Can Look-And You Will Find Me
(Rest In Peace To Everybody)
Time After Time
If You Fall I Will Catch You-I'll Be Waiting
(We Burning Candles)
Time After Time

Imagine Waking Up For Class
And Not Knowing What About To Happen To You
This Is Coming From The Heart
Flip Ain't Just Rapping To You
See I Did Been In Situations Like This
And It Make You Wonder Where Jesus Christ Is
People Die Before They Got A Chance To Graduate
Is It Me Or Did The Police React Rather Late
Too Many Shot Too Many Guns Too Many Way Stories
And I Saw People Just Out Of Windows Four Stories
Imagine How The Parents Felt When They Got The News
Especially When They Couldn't Even Tell Who Was Who
So We Pray For Each One Of Ya'll Who Lost A Child
And That Brave Man Who Escaped The Holacaust
I Heard The News
They Said They Had Chains On The Doors
Then Later On They Interviewing At The Gun Store
Then Later On They Let Them Classmates Talk About Him
But His Screen Play Should Have Let You Know He Had A Problem

If You're Lost You Can Look-And You Will Find Me
(Rest In Peace)
Time After Time
(Its Ya Boy Flip Gates)
If You Fall I Will Catch You-I'll Be Waiting
(I Got Your Back)
Time After Time

(Yeah)
If You're Lost You Can Look-And You Will Find Me
(We Praying For All The Families)
Time After Time
(I Got A White Candle Lit Right Now)
If You Fall I Will Catch You-I'll Be Waiting
(Yeah)
Time After Time
(Rest In Peace)

We Fighting War Over There But We Got Wars Over Here
I Ain't Gonna Lie I Got Shot
But Your Boy Still Here
Now My Vision Clear
And Everybody Ain't Your Friend
Would You Want To Know If You Could See How Your Life Would End
And I Don't Know Nobody At The School
But I'm A Human Too
And If You Care About Others
Thats What Humans Do
And Even Though My Album Out
I Can Take The Time To Greive
Cause If I Had A Tragedy I Hope You Would Do The Same For Me
So If You See Me In The Streets Show Your Boy Some Love
I'm A Millionaire But I'm A Educated Thug
And To The People Ain't Been To Virginia Yet
When You Come Make Sure You Think About Virginia Tech
We Lost Alot Of Good People On The Bad Day
And I Know How It Feel Cause My Cousins Past Away
So Next Time You Feeling Down About Your Situation
Just Take This Lil Flip Record To Your Local Station

If You're Lost You Can Look-And You Will Find Me
(We Prayin For Everybody)
Time After Time
(Time After Time)
If You Fall I Will Catch You-I'll Be Waiting
(Yeahh)
Time After Time

(Your Boy Lil Flip Got Your Back)
If You're Lost You Can Look-And You Will Find Me
(They Can Hate On Me All They Want)
Time After Time
(How Many Artists Are Gonna Take The Time Out To Do This?)
If You Fall I Will Catch You-I'll Be Waiting
(I Live In The Studio)
Time After Time
(Yeah)

We Dedicate This To Everybody Who Lost Somebody They Love
Bother, Sister, Cousin, Nephew,Husband, Wife, Uncle, Aunt,
Grandfather, Grandmother, Everybody On September 11th, Everybody At Virginia Tech
Everybody Man
Its Your Boy Flip Gangster, Your Number One Fly Boy
Aye
This How I Do It Baby
I Live In The Studio
This Worth Nothing
This Is How I Do It Man
Houston In The Building Man
Holla At Your Boy
Rest In Peace To Everybody Who Lost Their Life At Virginia Tech
I'm Out

If You're Lost You Can Look-And You Will Find Me
Time After Time
If You Fall I Will Catch You-I'll Be Waiting
Time After Time

If You're Lost You Can Look-And You Will Find Me
Time After Time
If You Fall I Will Catch You-I'll Be Waiting
Time After Time

Time After Time [X6]

"Warrior"

"Warrior"


[Talking]
Ay I'm tired of all this talkin
I don't know what y'all heard
But I'm a warrior, let's go

[Chorus]
Real niggas (what up?) Clover Geez (What up?)
If you ain't talkin 'bout fightin then you need to (shut up!)
I'm a warrior nigga, I ain't scared of you nigga
I'm a gangsta boy, I'll put led in you nigga

[Verse 1]
If you diss Lil' Flip I'ma find you nigga
If you forgot I'ma G I'ma remind you nigga
I got pimps on my team that'll cut you up
Man, I got pimps on my team that'll fuck you up
I ain't never been a hoe, I never run from a fight
I'm the one the hoes love but the niggas don't like
Cause I made it out the hood now my team doin great
Niggas finally get a brick now they think they got weight
Nigga, I been straight you the one goin broke
I got 300 grand around my throat
Cause I'm the hardest MC reppin H-Town
You keep playin I'ma leave you with your face down

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Huh, niggas know me I ain't scared of a bitch nigga
Cause you know a roach ain't shit to a rich nigga
And just because you heard I rap you don't know a nigga
Now gimme that, that ain't the right way to hold a pistol (stupid)
You toy soldiers gon catch five and roll over
While me and the other Clover Geez blow doja
And if you bitch made
I'ma run across your face with a switch blade, now take that

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I be in Memphis 10, I be with Juice and Paul
I get money from Skinny Pimp (why?) cause that's my dog
I be with killers and convicts that put in work
I can blow five mil' and it will not hurt (damn!)
Cause I learn the game before I earn my change
And I will pay you back if you mention my name
Huh, it could be the mailman at your front do'
Or it could be your biggest fan in the front row
I like drama so call your momma I got a llama
That's what you get bitch for fuckin with a big tymer
A rich nigga with chrome triggers for all y'all
And if it's fuck me, you know it's fuck y'all

[Chorus - 4x]

"Watch Ya"
(feat. Will Lean)

"Watch Ya"
(feat. Will Lean)



Uh-uh, yeh yeh, mic check
We watchin' y'all watch us
Pay attention man
Gon' take a while for y'all to catch up
Knaw wha I mean?, know how we do it man
well do it

[Lil' Flip]
Things ain't quite like it used to be
A lot of y'all rappers confusin' me
One day you wanna do a track wid me
The next day y'all thinkin' about jackin' me
I pack my heat my nigga I don't play that shit
If you see me wid a nine I'ma spray that shit
If you reachin' for my chain
I'm reachin' for ya brain
Your Cadillac about to have another red stain
Niggaz know I got a gat wid fifty
I mean I got a fuckin' track wid fifty
Niggaz play, but we don't play
When we, get ass nigga we don't pay
I pray every night, pack K's every night
If the cocaine is tan how the fuck can it be white
We got it whippin' and shippin' we gettin' bread
My nigga we gettin' head like pistols we packin' lead
We'll bust a nigga never ever trust a nigga
You talkin' all sweet I'ma cuss a nigga
I call ya a bitch, I slap ya momma
Nigga I'm vested up, so I'm prepared for the drama
Put yo bitch ass in trauma you layin' up
Hospital bill goin' up and you payin' up
I told ya not to watch Scarface too many times
How you talk shit and wasn't packin' too many nines
Yup, you just watchin' from the sidelines
Pay attention to the books and the guidelines
It's my time, it ain't yo time
I need bread before mic check and show time nigga
These promoters wanna act like they broke
When you fuck wid my money I put my hand on your throat
I slap ya, choke ya, provoke ya, steal ya, kill ya
Bitch nigga I just don't feel ya

[Will Lean]
Yeh, nigga you know what I'm packin'
I seein' ya team homie I know what ya lackin'
I got dollars nigga fuck the cents
I paid cash off the lot now I got trucks to rent nigga
And I'm buckin' ya down, while ya weavin' and bobbin'
and duckin' these rounds
We stay on the road, y'all stuck in the town
Will Lean the chemist nigga I ain't fuckin' around
Uh nigga, and I got the Big Shasta
Double wrong nigga we gotta blast ya woah
Cause I'm keepin' it real
In a six hundred wid jimmy, keepin' the steel
Uh nigga, it's the chemist I'm full fledge
Botany big shot nigga takin' off heads
Leavin' ya for dead when I bust the lead
Hit ya in the front takin' off ya dreads woah, nigga
I'm buckin' these shells a nigga like me ain't gon' be
Stuck in the cell bitch

[Hook]
Everywhere that I go
I got people I know
Niggaz I used to fuck wid
We don't kick it no more
When they heard I got dough
Niggaz started to flock
Niggaz actin' like bitches
So I'm packin' my glock
(The watcher)

"Way We Ball Remix"
(feat. E-40)

"Way We Ball Remix"
(feat. E-40)



[talking]
Heeeey hooo, this is the way we ball
(this the way we ball), this ain't the regular version man
This is the remix y'all (the remix), I got my boy E-40
In the house man (fa shiggidy), you know
We just gon spit a little game, (juts a little bit though)
I had to change the hook up a little bit (just a little bit)

[Hook x2]
This is the way we ball
And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss
(tricka-wy-yow), I represent the Dirty South
And we riding Blaze, Jags and Escalades
I'm Third Coast born, but you know I'm Texas made

[Lil Flip]
Lil Flip, I'm back on this track
But this time around, E-40 got my back
You know we popping collars, hitting sixteen switches
And after my show, I'm taking fifteen pictures
With fourteen chicks, and they all from Mexico
When they saw the Sprewells, they said let's go
Now we smoking sweets yep, thirteen grams
Now I'm doing donuts, in a orange Lam
Borghini on Dubs, cruising through the club
Trying to find a chick, who like fucking with a thug
I've never been a scrub, I always had do'
But now I'm with Sony, so I got a little mo'
Now we acting bad, when we pulling off the lot
I treat my car like a stripper, watch me drop the top
I'm doing 85, going down to Sea World
Me, E-40, Hump, Redd and my homie C-Note

[Hook x2]

[E-40]
Chick up on my wrist, mustard and mayonnaise kicks
Vogue tires, E-40 and the Click
Me and Lil Flip, drinking and we sip
Dome pliers, trying to get a grip
On this industry, P-I-M-P-ing
Talk slicker, than the average MC
Players from the track, females on my lap
Dog, this is the way we ball

[Hook x2]

[Lil Flip]
I'm swanging about to rip the kizzerp, sipping on my sizzyrup
And on the back of my throwback, it say Larry Bizzird
And on the back of my Jordans, it say Louis Vaton
And on the back of my shirt, it say We Are One
And on the back of my jacket, it say Burberry man
(say, what's that smell), that's blueberry man
So puff puff pass, cause that's all we know
I drink purple stuff, like my homie Big Moe
I'm leaning to the left, about to waste my cup
But I got another fo', so I don't give a fuck
I've been having paper, cause I grind everyday
And since I'm in a big body, nigga get out my way

[Hook x2]

"We Ain't Playing"

"We Ain't Playing"


[Chorus]
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'

[Lil Flip]
Im smokin' blunt wit my niggaz im pullin trigga's fo cash
Them orders comin' up short we put that heat on they ass
Cuz when that shot-gun blast they aint no stoppin' dem shells
U doin shows every day butchu aint clockin' no mil
I'm in da ATL fuckin' wit killa's n thugs
Jus book me fo' a show n' watch me fill up da club
I get nuthin but love i ride nuttin but dubs
You steady talkin' dat shit butchu wont box me wit gloves
Dont make me fuck up ya mug dont make me wire ya jaw
Im neva scared like Bone Crusher so go hire a law
So he can watch yo back i hope you gotcho gat
You aint south scanning shit so how you gotcho plaque

[Chorus]
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'

[Pastor Troy]
Im bout to bust me a head im bout to hurt me a ho'
Im in da club on dis henn nigga n im puffin on dro
You already know dis is P.T.
N there aint nann nigga in hear gon' fuck wit me
I roll wi lil flip lettin' dem hollows rip
Right at yo chest plate i cant fuckin wait
Until a nigga cross my path you do the math
I got thirty in my clip tell dem niggaz lil flip

[Chorus]
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'

[Baby D]
You over there playin witcha self I bring mo' drama than a shakespear play when i pull that K
Up off tha shelf
Shot tha deputy and the sheriff
I got my crew need no one else
Lose me crew smoke by myself, drink by meself Sit in tha crib n plot by myself
Back to tha block servin' rocks by myself
Back to tha block nigga check yo self
Dis on me dont play yo self
You can free style ima pay myself
Money over bitches never change myself
You love ho's I love myself Wake up in tha mornin n hug myself
When i hang wit flip we leanin left Wit a flock of ho's like G's n Pimp's

[Killer Mike]
When i step in tha club errybody gettin up cuz they kno im fittin ta make em jump
From the north to tha south to tha east to that west represent yo city n get it crunk
Oh ho tha way u bouncin it on tha floor lemme ask ya lil shawty whutchu really really wanna do
I kno you got 50 niggaz n i got 50 niggaz well me n flip make it 52
Stay ready to act a fool
Thowin bags up on tha stage
Give me 3 steps back ya nigga or get hazed delay in my state comin back up to Minnesota
It's goin down in dis bitch tonite u kno
Pickin up ho's givin em hell talk to em bout u ripped da scale
Keepin em bouncin out tha hood keep tha hatas shook we aint playin my nigga we'll fuck u up

[Chorus]
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'

[BKGO]
Yea this is anotha BKGO Production
DJ Mike Tate, Freddy D, MC Assault n BKGO
We Doin' this shit wit Lil' Flip, Baby D, Killa Mike, Pastor Troy
You know it's goin' down.....YEAH

[Chorus]
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'
We, We Aint Playin'