| Buy the car Buy the house
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| Pimp the wife Pimp the spouse
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| Throw the diamonds in her mouth Realest rhyming in the south
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| Back to back track to track none of y’all can get with that
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| Lil' Flip and Slim Thug always making paper stacks
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| What I want is what I’m buying that’s bottom line I’m getting mine
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| Bump and pine buy the bimb my fifth recline trunk flying
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| I hit the strip with E and Flip with the mother ship in the 90 eclipse
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| Number 1 on the grain I grip got cool-aid left in the drank I sip
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| My candy drip when I buy a car we dranking when I buy the bar
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| If I could I’ll boxed up cause I feel like running in the double car
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| Slim Thug is who I are I manaja twas with vcr not only a rapper I’m a
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| Porno star in a marble spa in panama
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| Needed a break so I bout my boss
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| Needed a lake so I bout a house
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| Needed sex so I bout a spouse
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| Until this day its my biggest loss
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| Cause I paid the cost to floss big whip me ESG and Lil' Flip
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| Gone shine behind our lip any mic (microphone) I grip I rip
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| Buy the car Buy the house
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| Pimp the wife Pimp the spouse
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| Throw the diamonds in her mouth Realest rhyming in the south
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| Back to Back Track to Track none of y’all can get with that
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| Lil' Flip and Sucka free always making paper stack
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| In my mouth diamonds glaring
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| Wearing nothing but Donna Karen
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| Riden red turning heads always keep a yellow staring
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| Buy the house I buy the block
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| Buy the boat I buy the dock
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| Sitting sideways at ihop watch the trunk see it go pop
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| H-town players can’t take loss
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| Playing football like Randy moss
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| Sippin codeine will clear my cough
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| Full time playa just like Big Hawk
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| Make them say «ugh» like Master P
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| Do the body like P-A-T
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| Swang and bang like E.S.G
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| G’s and ballers like HSE
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| If I’m chillin with a girl you got to be star
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| Sippin white cup it got to be the bar
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| Blue black and red don’t touch my car
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| Screwed up click is who we are
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| 25 lighters like DMD
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| 20 inch rims on GMC
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| Space age pimping like MJG
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| Let the world know I’m sucka free
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| Like botany boys I’m just a «g»
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| Living the life of luxary
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| F-l-I-p is who I be
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| Hittin the switch scoopy lee
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| We millionaires and billionaires flying to shows to in rockets
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| The money you make in a year I got that in my pocket
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| Buy the car Buy the house
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| Pimp the wife Pimp the spouse
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| Throw the diamonds in her mouth Realest rhyming in the south
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| Back to back track to track none of y’all can get with that
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| Lil' Flip and sucka free always making paper stacks
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| make the Klu Klux know that I’m gone blast ya
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| Heard how you done James Byrd down up in Jasper
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| Like John Grisham baby its A Time to Kill
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| E.S.G. |
| and Solo that’s ten-thousand x (times) a mill (million)
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| So wuz da deal all you fake snakes rider real
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| Better guard your grill and keep your steel nigga get killed on the battle
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| Field we poppin pill and paying bills make them make steel for the scrill
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| Then cock my pump back fuck a contract and see if you gone get killed
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| Sharing his skills on sex appeal how’d it feel get hit with this drill
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| Catch a pill fucking with the real tell what type of weapon you ain’t seal
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| Cedric Hill I will reveal caught strill from here to Nashville
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| Flipping good game gripping with grain 84 glass wheel
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| I don’t want no deal I’m a stay independent
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| I don’t want no deal I’ll make a mill (million) a minute
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| Hit the mall and spend it get bended with a top spot sparkle
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| Black hard to ball regardless as I fall through Neman Markus
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| They nautios and cautios I go to war on it
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| Tightest rapper from Houston since the face with the scar on it
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| Those are the dirty bonnetts opponetts bet buried dead
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| You should of told that it like its that com back with botany black libray
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| Red oh scary fed they see the big head I’m made on the last bundle
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| On a fubu mu goose puna maroo and glass jungle
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| That’s for my panther and parrots block full of ice and mascara
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| 3 diamond stud young as thug we ain’t worried marriage |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Realest Rhymin’ , by - Lil' Flip. Song from the album Leprechaun (Chopped & Screwed), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп