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skippa da flippa - d.a.m.n. lyrics

[chorus: skippa da flippa]
older drop, drip top
vs1, there’s no tickin’ in my rollie watch
flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
ziploc, now my diamonds like a d-mn
we don’t fold under pressure
i change the cars like the kids change semesters
fall back a little if you think he’s extra
i’m very humble, but i never gave a d-mn
see? is semi not on me?
you can’t be real, so you fake and phony
i grip that stick a lot more when i’m lonely
i’m ready like tony ’cause i ain’t ever gave a d-mn
black op, sh-llshocked (whoo)
meet my b-tch and then we lip lock
his and hers lambs, i drive mine in flip-flops (swear)
i’m from the nawf, i ain’t ever gave a d-mn (flippa)

[verse 1: skippa da flippa]
why would i care?
me and money i think’s the perfect pair (swear)
i gotta go hard, my n-gg-s, i share(swear)
i am so icy, call me flip laflare
i’m havin’, i pop an addy, then add it
i win the race even when i’m in traffic
but i’m strapping
you know that i am well past ya
i’m madden, you can call me flip mcdabbin’ (dab)
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
throw the work like i’m pam
jacket made out of lamb, bought my bro a trans-am
this is really who i am, d-mn
water, water, water, water, water been, flip a baller (water)
skippa flippa been a baller, she ready every time i call her
couple bags what i bought her! (flippa)

[verse 2: sauce walka]
sauce got it, never gave a d-mn
b-tch i need the jelly, you can keep the jam
horse mouth, b-tch, like pam
blowin’ up my inbox like spam
little bitty b-tch you a boca boo
how could i go hit the club with you?:
how could i go make a dub with you?
you f-ckin’ for free and you prost-tute
is you a boss b-tch or lost b-tch?
hi, my name is albert, i drip sauce, b-tch
i could get you a house, b-tch
ain’t you sleepin’ on a couch, b-tch?
i got diamonds in my mouth, b-tch
$20,000 on the outfit
shootin’ movies like brad pitt
talkin’ cash sh-t, yeah, spazz, b-tch

[chorus: skippa da flippa]
older drop, drip top
vs1, there’s no tickin’ in my rollie watch
flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
ziploc, now my diamonds like a dam
we don’t fold under pressure
i change the cars like the kids change semesters
fall back a little if you think he’s extra
i’m very humble, but i never gave a d-mn
see? is semi not on me?
you can’t be real, so you fake and phony
i grip that stick a lot more when i’m lonely
i’m ready like tony ’cause i ain’t ever gave a d-mn
black op, sh-llshocked (whoo)
meet my b-tch and then we lip lock
his and hers lambs, i drive mine in flip-flops
i’m from the nawf, i ain’t ever gave a d-mn (flippa)

[verse 3: skippa da flippa]
roll up the cookie, i came a long way from being a rookie
before i got kicked out i always played hooky
i am lil flippa, i’m close to the edge but don’t push me d.a.m.n., my best friend name is benjamin
another night, another show, another 10(10)
i rock the stage, they tell me come again
hold up, i drop an eight in a liter
i thank god that i’m the siamese lisa
having ent and i am the leader
run out of cash and i swipe on the visa
oh please sir, i smoke zip on a cheetah
double park the ‘rari, don’t pay the meter
[?] so he flex the lamb
tell him do tricks while i ghostride the bimmer
k!ll bill, pop a seal, can you really keep it real?
if you hatin’ now, you been hatin’
it means you’re fake, and this is really how i feel
vacay i took in the cabins
never ask john madden, ask mcfadden
i’m havin’ karats, and i’m not ashin’
choppas do damage and i’m still dabbin! (flippa)

[chorus: skippa da flippa]
older drop, drip top
vs1, there’s no tickin’ in my rollie watch
flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
ziploc, now my diamonds like a d-mn (water)
we don’t fold under pressure
i change the cars like the kids change semesters
fall back a little if you think he’s extra
i’m very humble, but i never gave a d-mn
see? is semi not on me?
you can’t be real, so you fake and phony
i grip that stick a lot more when i’m lonely
i’m ready like tony ’cause i ain’t ever gave a d-mn
black op, sh-llshocked (whoo)
meet my b-tch and then we lip lock
his and hers lambs, i drive mine in flip-flops(swear)
i’m from the nawf, i ain’t ever gave a d-mn (flippa)

- skippa da flippa lyrics

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