Ain't No N****

Lil Flip

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    feat. David Banner)

    [Chorus: Lil' Flip + (David Banner)]
    Ain't no nigga like a H-town nigga
    Cause the rest of ya'll niggaz ain't shit (ain't shit)
    (Ain't no nigga like a Mississippi nigga
    So the rest of ya'll niggaz eat-a-dick) (eat-a-dick!)
    Them niggaz talkin shit (mayne fuck that bitch!)
    Them niggaz talkin shit (mayne fuck that bitch!)
    Them niggaz talkin shit (mayne fuck that bitch!)
    Them niggaz talkin shit (I'm a dump my clip!)

    [Verse 1: Lil' Flip]
    I'm takin' my haterz off I'm drinkin a cup or two
    Ya'll niggaz ain't trill that's why we don't fuck with you
    Ya'll don't smoke dro, and ya'll don't drank lean
    Bananna scare face and the Underground king
    Now you hear me (Oooh!), now you feel me (Oooh!)
    Now you love it nigga we still thuggin
    My twenty-fours rubbin cause my rims are too heavy
    I got my own liquor now I can't hold the wheel steady
    'Cause I been drinkin while as the lights blinkin
    My Rolls gold shinin with the mall, black diamonds (yup)
    Me and Banner tag teaming again
    Wake ya lazy ass up you bad dreamin again

    [Chorus]

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    [Verse 2: David Banner]
    I walk into the party mayne bustin and sprayin
    Bitches flyin through the air of the shit that you sayin
    If you ballin nigga bring it mayne FUCK YO CLICK!
    Once again all in David Banner, Lil' Flip
    Like a pimp, get crunk, hoe collect me some ends
    And if you trill send it out girl bring all ya friends
    We blowin swisha, Mr.Mississippi all in ya back
    When it's over you can hop yo ass right straight out the 'Lac
    Respect that-from the time of the jack it's all good
    With some leather on my seats, steering wheel all wood
    Mayne go on tell the feds like a pussy nigga should
    Yeah tick, tick, tick bitch we blowin up ya hood!

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3: Lil' Flip]
    You got Mr.Crunk-and-Mr.Layed back
    And if you hated 'Like A Pimp' bitch this the payback
    We droppin hit after hit you know they feelin us man
    You want us both for a show that's thirty-five grand (nigga)
    And we don't take checks we want the green man
    Don't make us run up with that infrared beam man

    [Verse 4: David Banner]
    Man I'm all after ya momma house, gun in yo mouth
    And I'm a try to blow ya brains out
    And remember what you niggaz say about the south
    Now they want a beat, now they want a verse
    Now it's gonna hurt but you niggaz caused pain
    I'm a put it in ya back with my Mississippi mac
    That's it bitch have a good day!
    It's A-to the B C for the niggaz who couldn't bring my cash
    It's left, to the right, to the left, to the right
    When a motherfucker whippin yo ass

    [Chorus - repeat to end]

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