Lil' Flip - Freestyle (I Got 5 On It) lyrics

Yeah Lil Flip n***a Screwed Up Click n***a Yeah I'm Lil Flip, you know, diamonds in your face You can't see my chain, let me shine it in your face I'm a millionaire, top of the line You got clothes in your closet but they not like mine Iceberg Jeans, n***a, that's how I carry myself Can't no hoe break my heart cause I'ma marry myself I'm a million dollar star, do what I do Slowed down music by Watts and Screw And when I jump on a track you gon' want to listen You ain't never seen a metallic Expedition With all type of sh** on the inside n***a, I'm Lil Flip, I blow endo right And I put diamonds in your face I bought the car, I bought the house Motherf**ing n***a representin' the Dirty South Houston Texas, n***a, I'ma used to Lexus If you can't see then I'ma use my necklace I am the only star Codeine is that sh** bar Mix it up in the soda then I shake it Blow a endo square, I'm at the naked Looking at the hoes on the f**ing pole Lil Flip wear nothing but Girbaud's Back in ninth grade, Kenny Cole Now I got hoes that's 24 Everyday I'm gon' f**ing shine Houston Texas radio 97.9 I puff nothing but green pine And I used to wear Calvin Klein Now I got my own f**ing name brand 35 carats on the same hand Got Rolex on the same band You know I stick to the game plan I got to keep rapping til I die Smoke endo weed, no fry I'm gon' be a pimp til I die If I get high I use Visine for my eyes Cause I'm a weed smoker f** Oprah, throat choker You get out of line, n***a, I'ma provoker I hit a n***a with a f**ing jab I'm the only n***a in the world that ain't never called a cab I like to floss like a f**ing dentist I used to watch Dennis the Menace I'm like Popeye I need my spinach I got a Jeep and I need to tint it Cause I like to roll the f**ing speed limit I used to go to basketball practice weed-scented Smelling like a pound bout to go the last round Lil Flip, n***a, cause you know it's going down I'm that n***a that's ready for war I'm that n***a that smoke weed and sip the bar I'm that n***a on the block with the pants just hangin' I'm that n***a like ESG, I'm swangin' and bangin' CD changin', four 15's, DVDs, I got 4 big screens Falling out the ceiling cause n***a I'm a pimp I jump out my car n***a I got a limp Cause I'ma walk, talk the talk, walk the walk Chill with Big Pokey, 3-2, Mike D, and HAWK Them my n***as until the day I'm gone Da Freestyle King I'm sitting on my throne I can't be f**ed with on this mic like Eminem I'ma buy a track from Timbaland But I'ma stack that hundred grand cause that's how much it cost If you ain't sold 10,000 copies n***a you lost So quit, go on start working at Mickey D's n***a cause this sh** is really for G's And ballers with fleas and collars and uh If that hoe fine I'ma need your dollar I'ma take her to the room, she gon' ride on my broom then I'm gone Freestyle talking to a hoe on a hand-free phone Now you know that's the way I do my sh** n***a if you bootlegging you trying to screw my sh** But I'ma sue you b**h for doing that If you see the Benz I'ma put two in that And I'ma let you know n***a, off toppa n***a I got more rhymes than a motherf**ing choppa I can't be f**ed with on this motherf**ing mic n***a freestyle, n***a do this sh** for life And when I leave then I have my music on this Earth But if you shoot a slug n***a I'ma wet up your shirt I mean that's that n***a flex Remember, n***a you want checks I'll snap your neck n***a b**h come correct For f**ing with a G, I'm the Screwed Up Click I know you mad cause n***a I really blew up quick who*e