t i – 99 problemz (but lil’ flip ain’t one) lyrics
gangsta gangsta grisill
down with tha king!
live and direct from the traps of bankhead n-gg-
pimp squad click n-gg- grand huslte pimp i sound mad huh? yo f-ggot -ss gon be mad in a
minute. (king of the south)
[verse:]
i’m king of the place call home of the base
he emerged out the trap from a zone of the flake
caught a case and he still keep a chrome on his waste
for the hatuhs and tha fakes gettn thrown in the way
like a p-ssy n-gg- named lil wesley tryna test me
o u best be hangin whut your f-ggot -ss best be
use words carefully when u address me
ye ain’t gotta like me but your gonna respect me (or else)
or else get wet like a jet ski n-gg- take 10 of these and live that’ll impress me
say i wanna rap on your song and ye’ain’t let me
seen ya on the front of the source like that upset me
n-gg- f-ck ya in tha -ss i ain’t mad bout sh-t shot quick full clip all yo -ss gon get (gon get)
and i ain’t finna put a mask on flip i’m a empty out this clip and ya -ss gon flip
bet ya moms and yo dad gon trip but dem the consequences tryna mash on tip
n-gg- lyrically i mirk u physically i hurt you ye’a’int neva ran tha streets u had a curfew
f-ck around with me and i bet you be in the dirt soon
look you in the eye and see your sweet like perfume
so go on and keep runnin u d-ck sucka
i’m a sw-ng show tha world that your just a big sucka
daddy shoulda got some head wish he woulda wore a rubba
but he didn’t so now i geuss tha world gotta suffa
tip a be tha reason for the saddest day your momma seen
when i let this kay slay a n-gg- like the drama king
betta find a n-gg- to try shawy i ain’t tha one
i got 99 problems lil flip ain’t one c’mon
[chorus:]
i say 99 problems lil flip ain’t one
f-ck boy you wanted beef well he found him some
i got 99 problems lil flip ain’t one
i say 99 problems lil flip ain’t one
this p-ssy n-gg- wanted beef well he found him some
i got 99 problems lil flip ain’t one
[verse:]
[lil flip:] (scarface is the king of the south)
p-ssy n-gg- shut tha f-ck up i’m cool with face even he kno dat you a sucka
paul wall runnin texas alone with slim thugga
mike jones he a g and zee ro some real hustlas
ye’ain’t neva been a botany boy you just a busta (busta)
neva been seen outside on tha southside sucka
now you puttn on like u run sh-t after third go to jail with this leprachaun sh-t
several times u don’t like whut i’m sayin then buck
n-gg- sw-ng when u see me n-gg- i don’t give a f-ck
cause i kno u just a lame and your patnuhs ain’t tuff
i kno your aim ain’t sh-t and your fight game suck
so i couldn’t imagine thate g’s tha ones who listen to you
just some kids women and a lotta h-m-s-xuals
i’m a stand up guy man i made the principles
all u do is lie and every thing u say is fictional
i demand my respect i’m a die about that
but i’m a hit u with tha teck and let you lie about that
so keep me out your raps or this sh-t ain’t done
i got 99 problems lil flip ain’t one
[talking:]
say f-ck n-gg- i heard u talkin bout me n-gg- come see me n-gg- atlanta zone 1 (bankkhead)
matter fact i come see you n-gg- in the suburban area of houston i kno you can’t
come to the city n-gg-. say weren’t you a jant-tor in high school you sucka -ss n-gg-
(though we forgot) n-gg- n-gg- hump say he made you put on that leprachaun
suit you talkin bout u got rich off that sh-t n-gg- ye ain’t even get no card till this next alb-m
(little bow tie wearin -ss n-gg-) n-gg- how i’m livin n-gg- you rented that m-th- f-ckib
house in carrison ohio on how i’m livin think we ain’t know about that huh i’m expose
yo p-ssy -ss n-gg- (top hat wearin -ss n-gg-) you ho -ss n-gg- wait till i see you
i’m a slap you in them white gold teeth you got n-gg- that ain’t no m-th- f-ckin platinum
30 g’s my -ss n-gg- you musta forgot paul wall made grills n-gg- das my m-th- f-ckin patnuh n-gg-
30 g’s my -ss i’m a get a grill just to show you what 30 g’s look like n-gg-
ay flip man can i get one of dem bowties and top hat please i need one one of dem glitter bow ties and a top hat plees
dis dis halloween i wanna be da leprechaun dis halloween can i get one and my
very own pot of gold to squat over like a little b-tch you sucka -ss weak boi i m-th- f-ckin beat yo -ss man
lil flip how dare you forreal man the audacity of this ho n-gg- can u beleive it i’m done with you
now but say sumthi else and this ain’t ova. b-tch
[outro:]
and i’ll adore you
i’ll treat you like milk i’ll do nothin but spoil you
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