Hey Ho

Lil Flip

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    [Hook]
    Hey ho (hey ho), let's go (let's go)
    I know, cause we can get it on tonite
    You fine (you fine), I pimp (I pimp)
    And I walk with a limp
    Man you know the dro got me feelin' tight
    I'm rich (I'm rich), you po' (you po')
    Now you know, it's time to hit the block and grind
    I pimp (I pimp), I ball (I ball)
    And twenty's how I crawl
    Can't stop a nigga in his prime

    [Lil' Flip]
    Now I was in Washington at the playas ball
    Every pimp was there yeh in gator's and all
    I had to fade 'em all I had to pop my collar
    Valet my car yeh I'm in the drop Impala
    You got to swallow if you givin' me brain
    I'm goin' for the chart don't be givin' me pain
    You can get in the car don't touch shit in the car
    Do this, get on that plane put this brick in ya bra
    Come back, bring me the change in a hundred stacks
    Cause you know how we do it when we makin' that
    I'ma gi' you your cut and you gon' gi' me my shit
    And that's the way we do it now I'm in the lab droppin' hits
    Undergrounds get me paid, shows I'm on stage
    Hoes go in a rage when they see me on stage
    Cause I'm iced out when they see my chain they be like
    who cut the lights out, niggaz at the stores tryna figure out
    when I drop, I'm comin' sooner than you think
    In the summer time tanktop winter time mink

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    [Hook]

    [Will Lean]
    Hey ma, I done seen bitches come and go
    That skeeze and fiends that have dreams to become a hoe
    Scream Geronimo, ya deep in the Pacific
    (I can hit it all night), if you wanna be specific
    Baby feel terrific when ya shake that ass
    Ain't no end when your friends tell you to make that cash
    Go on make it fast, see if you make it last
    After every niggaz smash, you mistaken for thrash
    Bitch where's my cash?, Will Lean the pimp
    Pimp cups up bitch with codine to sip
    I'm a Clover G, and I walkin' in dough
    And every twenty five feet nigga I'm walkin' on mo'
    Lil' Flipper, yo we gots the gats
    Them botany boys motherfucka, we gots them stacks
    S.U.C and we holdin' it down
    Cloverland on top and we holdin' the crown

    [C-Note]
    I know this chick from the north side that like to freak
    Fucked the hoe in the back of the jeep, Clover G's ain't weak
    Watch me creep, holdin' on a wood grain wheel
    Plus I got the diamond grill uh
    We be winnin', I love the way this free world spinnin'
    We been hot from the beginning shit
    It's Botany Boys, creepin' wid them chopper toys
    Quick to break ya off proper boy shit
    Call her cell, take her to the next hotel
    Young bitch know how to fuck like hell
    Call her friends, they pull up in a big bod Benz
    I guess we ain't the only one that playin' wid ends

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