The Synphony - Flippin' lyrics

You are now rockin' wit the symphony [Lil' Flip] Yessir It's ya boy Fliperachi the #1 fly boy (yeaahhh) I'm the building wit my girl Mya (fo' sho) You know we doin' a song for the ladies, they want records too, you know So if you want to come kick it wit some real pimp, a real man, a young boss Girl money don't run out Let me holla if you down wit Clover G's (fo' sho) [Hook - Mya] (Lil' Flip w/ ad libs) I know that you'd take care of me, baby please (that's right, that's right) No baby is not jealousy, jealousy I know that I know that you pimpin' you pimpiiiinn' I know that I know that so I'm flippin' I'm flippiiinnnn [Verse 1] The first day we met, I was in my vet I just left Warner Brothers pickin' up my check (hahaaa) I pulled up in Wing Stop just to get me a bike Rubber cush on my blunt so I'm high as a kite Red monkeys wit a crist twelve hundred to pop And when you walk by I couldn't do nothin' but watch Cause I know you wit a cat who ain't treatin' you right And if you wanna be happy you should leave him right now I got a ten o'clock flight on my G-5 girl Let me upgrade you, no more Levi's girl I'mma show you finer thangs you can cruise the world And when we come back you gon' have bluest purse Yessir [Hook] [Verse 2] I ain't a pimp no more, that was '99 (99) Cause when it came to the bread I had to get mine Top down when I'm roll up the Vegas Strip Four pound on my hip in case a n***a trip A hundred dollar chips, let's gamble ma (let's go) And if the crowd get thick let's scramble ma (let's go) No gal can cook shrimp better than ma (haha) I had a gal ain't know what berretta or nine After this, I'mma drop "Ahead of My Time" The true thangs that I love is my bread and my dyme They be like "Flip man you got a lazy flow" That's when I say "oh wellll, I make crazy dough" Chuchhh Chuchhh [Hook] w/ Mya singing You always say the things to make me staaaayyyyy He then told me that you would change your waaayyyysss You always got the best from meeee I gave 'em to you faithfully I'm flippin' now I gotta get awaaaayyyyy [Verse 3] So come and roll wit a fly boy You can be my fly girl Just you and I girl The kid ballin' like Jim Jones (balliiiiiinnnnnnnnn) Cause I made about 8 million ringtones (balliiiiiinnnnnnnnn) I'm a certified mack in the streets How many rappers got ice on the back (but they not too many) I do it big like that rapper from ??? While you exit home put your ring out (hahaaa) And we on private jets sippin' real wine I was in the projects watchin' feds crime But now I'm doin' projects gettin' paid now (yeahh) There go the paparazzi go and put your head down (cheese, cheese) [Hook]