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Rick Ross( William Leonard Roberts II )
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Flippin That (feat. Nina Sky)
This is (for the yay) (Half a brick of yay) Rick Ross (Half, half a brick of yay) Itâ? s Nina Sky (Half, half a brick of yay) Itâ? s Cool & Dre (And Iâ? m flippinâ? that) Listen (Flippinâ?, flip flip flippinâ? that)
(Chorus:) Half a brick of yay in her bra Half, half a, half a, half a brick of yay in her bra Where her titty at Half a brick of yay in her bra Where her titty at And Iâ? m flippinâ?, flip, flip, flip, flip flippinâ? that
(Verse: 1) Letâ? s get right to it (ohh) Ya manâ? s locked up But someoneâ? s gotta do it (Oh-oh-oh my) I ninety five drive south for da winter Gotta trunk full of birds They fly south for da winter (yeeah)
I ainâ? t tryna get locked up tonight But I told him I Would put that on my life So I gotta ri-ia-ia-ia-ia-ide (Yes) Iâ? m a rider (Yes) Iâ? m a provider (huuuuuh) Type of chick to take the stand And say a honour I was beside him all night Yes I promise But I gotta have (Brick of yay) And thatâ? s a problem
(Chorus X2:) I gotta (half a brick of yay in her bra) (Oh, oh, oh) Half, half a, half a, half a brick of yay in her bra Where her titty at I gotta (half a brick of yay in her bra) (Oh, oh, oh) Where her titty at And Iâ? m flippinâ?, flip, flip, flip, flip flippinâ? that
(Verse: 2) Boy is it ok for me to pull over the car When I get tired I try to go with no sleep (Oh boy) Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I got that work wrapped dead tight Coffee grounds soon throw off them dogs and police
Cuz I ainâ? t tryna get locked up tonight But I told him I Would put that on my life So I gotta ri-ia-ia-ia-ia-ide (Yes) Iâ? m a rider (Yes) Iâ? m a provider (huuuuuh) Type of chick to take the stand And say a honour I was beside him all night Yes I promise But I gotta have (Brick of yay) And thatâ? s a problem
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(Verse: 3 Rick Ross) Maserati, candy paint For dat personal touch (Ross) You need a body or a bird Iâ? m the person to touch (Ross) At a party no searchinâ? my purses as such I got Ninaâ? s and both of Ninaâ? s Purses they bust (uh) Bell in my doe (doe) They deliver my blow (blow) On them cigarette boats (boats) Thatâ? s a million a float (float) See I get and whip it (whip it) Sift it and flip it (flip it) It ainâ? t just to ship it Iâ? mma wash it and whiz it (whiz it) My soul in a hole (hole) I feel so in control (control) When Iâ? m whippinâ? them moulds Smellinâ? like cinnamon rolls Got dat Benz in black Big Beamer in beige You read on Nina? swinginâ? We swinginâ? them case Canâ? t sight for my sounds (sounds) Ross beatinâ? the streets (streets) We gotta load on the way We eatinâ? this week Iâ? mma chill in Manhattan Sit the work in the Bronx Take the? leave a brick Iâ? d be? them blocks
(Chorus: X2)
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