(featuring Pimpin' Ken)
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[Verse One- Lil' Flip]
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Haha
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I'm black, but I know how to rock n roll
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I know how to rock the crack, and rock the show
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Then I roll out, cuz I can't hold out
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That's why every concert I do, is sold out
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From, Houston, Dallas and Lafayette
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I got, white boys, that bump my shit
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I got this game locked, and I lost the key
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And it seem like everybody, want sumthin for free
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And now all the hoes say, they comin' wit me
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Cuz they know they smell good, when they runnin' wit me
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But I ain't trickin', I'm just stickin'
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This ain't chicken, so I ain't lickin'
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Cuz Imma pimp hoe, and I got good bangin' hoe
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No matter where I go, they love me in the hood mayne
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I guess I'm in the good lane, cuz now I'm doin' great
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Even though I'm showin' love, some niggaz still hate
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[Hook]
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Sing with me
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Sing for the year
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Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
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Sing it with me, Just for today
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Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away..
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[Verse Two- Lil' Flip]
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It's two-thousand three, and I'm twenty two
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I ain't changin', I still got three hundred tennis shoes
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I ain't changed, I just like to chill alone
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Cuz every other day, I'm in a different time zone
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Signin' autographs, for all my fans
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Cuz that'S how it go, when ya music in demand
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I flew straight to Japan, to make eighty grand
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I bought a house on the beach, now I got me a tan
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I push the lex lan, cuz Imma tex-an
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Pump call shawn taylor, tell 'em get them checks in
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Cuz I need mine, before I sign my contract
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I gotta read mine, if I pray everythang gon be fine
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You know I run the streets
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I drop my vocals before my niggaz stomp the beats
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I bring the heat, just like my name was Pat Riley
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I'm my CEO, you can't fire me, bitch
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[Lil' Flip - talking]
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haha that's what I've said nigga
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This how we do it, we sing for the moment
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We don't know how long this shit gon last
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So we gon keep droppin' this heat, on yo motherfuckin' ass
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Everyday, mixtapes, undergrounds whatever
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That's how we get our money, nigga
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We gotta supply the demand
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Lil' Flip, represent cloerland
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Southside, that's where I stay
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Home of the braves, fuck the glocks, put on the k's
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Sing it wit 'em
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[Hook]
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Sing with me
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Sing for the year
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Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
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Sing it with me, Just for today
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Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away..
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[Third Verse- Lil' Flip]
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Last verse now, ye
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I gotta sing for the moment, for hum birthday
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Nigga, I bought a ring for my homie
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That's how we do it nigga, he shop for me
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Fuck it nigga like I said, Imma cop the key
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Gotta get that good money, ain't fuck wit that evil money
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Even thought I had to fuck wit that illegal money
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Love money, could be drug money
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But shit, I got tatoos it's all thug money
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I'm lil flip, I know you like how I spit
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Shit, cuz niggaz know this underground but it still a hit
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It ain't my beat but, it's my lyrics so, when you hear this shit
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Yur gonna love to hear it cuz I, spit to ya spirits
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From the shit that I say, niggaz know freestylin' shit be everyday
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I do that shit when I don't feel like it, but I'm like a phychic
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Cuz you can predict what Imma do nigga, keep fightin'
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Writin', freestylin', smilin' wit my ice
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Go to the car lot, nigga fuck the price (fuck the price)
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[Lil' Flip - talking]
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Haha, we used to didn't have a lot, now we got a lot
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Each time we thank god for what we got
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We worked hard to get where we got
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And we sittin' on top
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No matter what you do, keep ya head up
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[Hook]
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Sing with me
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Sing for the year
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Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
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Sing it with me, Just for today
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Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away..
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Sing with me
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Sing for the year
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Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
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Sing it with me, Just for today
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Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away..
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Sing For The Moment
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Lil' Flip |