| Lyrics: | Yeah, What (repeat 7x)
Lil' Flip, David Banner, Three Six Mafia
Houston Texas,
Mississippi, Memphis Tenn. what?
[Lil' Flip]
They told me I can't talk about ice no
more
But they ain't tell me I can't start another fight no more
I get it crunk in the club,
niggaz get drunk in the club
When I perform me a hoe, niggaz get jumped in the club
But I'm
used to that shit, so it ain't no need to run
And just because you gotta gun don't mean that's
the only one
So if you came here to chill nigga, just chill and shit
Cuz you ain't gotta act
like that I know you feelin' this shit
I bet, I bet I could hit with Juicy, Paul and
Banner
I gotta holla at peaches, when I hit Atlanta
Cuz I'm fresh and I'm clean, with
baugettes in my ring
I got my name on my jersey like I play with that team
I'ma H-Town nigga
and we bang (SCREW TAPES!)
And them FEDS kick in yo door you about to (LOSE WEIGHT!)
So just
take it like a man, don't snitch on ya man
It's Lil' Flip, representin' Clova
Land
[Chorus 1: Lil' Flip]
I'm reppin' H-Town until the day that I die
If you look
me in the eyes you could tell I'm high
Yeah you could talk that talk, but you can't walk that
walk
Cuz when it's time to ride nigga, I won't get caught
(repeat)
[David
Banner]
I'm from the J the A the C to the K..Town, Mississippi bitch
And boy we'll blow off
ya face
Like Nicholas Cage, the way that I feel is trill
Fuck a dollar bill, I live for the
slaves that got killed
From the white sheets walkin', snitch nigga talkin'
Dump him in the
ditch and let them dogs start barkin'
Like WOOF!, nigga stop beggin' me please
How you gon'
walk and talk shit if I blow off yo |
