Lil' Flip Follow

(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!)

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]

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]

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

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 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]