jay 305 – youzza flip (remix) lyrics
i’m that n-gg-, same old n-gg-,
ain’t sh-t changed, name getting bigger!
hoes be choosing, roochies be ruling
f-ckers you doing, b-tch start scr-w-ng
i ain’t here to play games with you or kiss you
b-tch youzza flipper, be on them dolphins
since the 8th grade b-tch you been tossing
they used to call you choo-choo at dorsey
seen her at stars?
yeah, at the back door
in and out the club?
yeah, that’s that hoe!
kicking it with rappers?
yeah, that’s that hoe
f-ckin with athletes?
yeah, that’s that hoe!
anywhere the money is, is where the p-ssy go
she made a career off her p-ssy hoe
d-mn shame cause the b-tch she still broke
no judging, freak show, ichat, no cuffing!
hook:
youzza flip, we know you
don’t act, you ratchet!
youzza flip, we know you
don’t act, you p-ssed it!
youzza flip, we know you
don’t act, you ratchet!
youzza flip, we know you
don’t act, you pased it!
twenty years in, you can’t help but respect it
that’s your retirement fund, i blew that on a necklace
in the club she cl-ssy,
on my buns she ratchet
i gon’ kill the p-ssy,
should buy her a casket
these hoes don’t want to be safe,
these hoes just want to get paid
trying captain saves these hoes,
outta hang you by your cape
bet she got her phd, baby girl a head doctor
b-tches flocking to my section,
they gonna follow all the sparklers
homie watch your b-tch when you bring her to the club, if you love her
you know she a flip, i take your b-tch to my room and f-ck her
man i know i this broke, n-gg-s can’t stand us
so police -ss n-gg- won’t you stop trying to handcuff!
hook:
youzza flip, we know you
don’t act, you ratchet!
youzza flip, we know you
don’t act, you p-ssed it!
youzza flip, we know you
don’t act, you ratchet!
youzza flip, we know you
don’t act, you pased it!
ain’t sh-t change, still young khalifa
big -ss chain, rolling up reefer
throwing up the gang, rapping that taylor
real n-gg-s break a b-tch first, they don’t pay for it!
flying down collins, brand new ferrari
your b-tch say she wanna f-ck me, i’m sorry
jay 305, ya that’s that one song!
tgod, i f-ck her with my chucks on (chucks on!)
tell her momma… what you gonna do
we heard you a flip, you a b-tch, we ain’t f-cking with you!
new clothes, new car, new everything
heard she down to f-ck the whole squad and do everything
well they must be p-ssed, cause these hoes ain’t sh-t
acting brand new when you the old model
like the first camera phone from my sprint!
hook:
youzza flip, we know you
don’t act, you ratchet!
youzza flip, we know you
don’t act, you p-ssed it!
youzza flip, we know you
don’t act, you ratchet!
youzza flip, we know you
don’t act, you pased it!
l.a. ratchet,
i heard that p-ssy burn like acid
d-mn f-cked you at his studio on fairfax
i hope my n-gg- ain’t here to bear back!
afro on the cl-t that’s a no-no
you’s a neighborhood flip they call you row-row
you at the county getting food stamps you do-do
i’m on world star looking at new-new!
in hollywood every night, ratchet
you letting n-gg-s h-t it raw, you nasty
been on your knees sucking d-ck so they ashy
you got a trip to pay for everything ratchet!
i p-ssed it, ace thrashed it!
flying out of town f-ck them n-gg-s shooting b-st-rds
(you don’t know me)
b-tch, yeah i do
(you don’t know me)
b-tch, yeah i do!
youzza flip!
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