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Lil Flip Game S Really Over

Game over, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip Game over, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip Game over, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip, Flip Game over

pull that trigger, you f-ck with my lil n-gga I come through get ya, hop out them hollow's hit ya Keep thinking it's a game, n-gga's aint playing [Soulja

scars, crack head caused niggas I don't know that who?d ya think you are And here we are, steady we roll out over you When it?s over it?s over, for the

ya mouth, or one day them thugstas, yes They will run up on ya, on ya, And that?s when its over, cause We don?t play no games, so when we up on ya, Believe

never get it, you know them sayin' It's like, it's like a short stripper And she's just saying, it'll never work You know I'm sayin', what really It's

HA HA HA HA ... yeah, y'all thought I was gone, didn't ya? Yeah, I've been hangin' out since the intro, ba-by! Flip it over. There's some mo' funky shit

y'all money Nigga I'm tryin' to triple my stacks Ya play 'n skillz on the track, yea Lil' Flip'll spit it fast Ha ha ha ya, let's go to the next track

to gettin' bread I'm ahead in the race Infrared to his head, it's just another murder case The game really over when you see that yellow tape Pop the Lucky Nites, n***, let's

I'm straight hey shawty I'm straight I gotta couple of V's wit' the kits, MPV's on my wrist A lot of glamour and glit's but shawty I don't need that