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Freeway - Flipside lyrics
[Intro: Peedi Crakk] WHOOOOOOOOOO!! Now clap for me mami, OH! Just clap for me mami, JUST BLAZE! Okay, and Free, okay, yeah (?) Que tu quieres mujeres, said she blow la-la FLIPSIDE - and she my baby mama Get wild! Okay [Freeway] Freeway got the hood on smash Pop in tape, step on gas and get ghost nigga! Freeway got the club on lock, step on stage Set it down leave with a broad, check for her age Post up, fans suffer circle the block Call the cops - it's the Roc in your area! Post up, distribute to the block Freeway move the rocks in your area! Yeahhhh, pop tried to shut me down Cops tried to shut me down, haters wanna hit me up What? My glock carry heavy rounds Mack carry heavy rounds packed in the Chevy truck What? You better ring the alarm Before I cock back, dump on you and your boys And have black suits, tucked on you and your mom But back to the song, said she wanna suck on me and the boys Her ass look good in a thong And she want me to sneak in the building like trolls and a toy Best believe there's Trojans involved Hats lift over the boy, oh boy [Chorus: Freeway] We rip crowds, whole lot of fire and a little bit of bass is all it takes to make the place GET WILD, whole lot of style and a little bit of cake is all it takes to make her skate FLIPSIDE (flipside) crack house and a little bit of bass is all it takes to make the block GET WILD (get wild) park keys and a little bit of cheese is all it takes to make her leave [Peedi Crakk] With these (with these) O.G.'s (O.G.'s) Tell that hoe until she roll on a pole I'm tryna squeeze with ease (with ease) then breathe (then breathe) I ain't Hov', I just know what I know I'm talki |
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