What It Do Lyrics - I Need Mine $$ - Lil' Flip

Fresh, Fresh a yeah a Fresh 

Fresh, Fresh a yeah a Fresh 

Fresh, Fresh a yeah a Fresh 

Yo, Rednecks, Colords, Asians, Africans, Ethiopians 

What ever you is, this is yo boy 

Fresh to the snipes ya hear 

With young flip, and I call this one 

Now what it do, yeah nigga got to much loot 

Now what it do, ya baby push that GT G loot 

Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos 

Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot 

Now what it do, yeah baby young flippa is back 

Now what it do, ya nigga candy cadalac 

Now what it do, pump yo bracks its just to much playin' 

I still rep for my lane, now what is y'all sayin' 

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You know you baby, 

Mama wanna ride wit a G 

'Cause she shakin' her ass to this 

Mannie Fresh beat 

I'm fly as a mothafuckers 

High as a mothafuckers, fo row 

Down the chain iced out belt buckle, aaa 

And I'm still on the grind 

I own ten watches 

But I'm neva on time 

I show up late 

'Cause I blow up weight 

You doin' shows down hear 

But you can't go up state 

Now what it do 

I tryin' to leave wit you and you 

Photos 

I'm 20 deep, I ain't tripping bring ya crew 

I got my heat 

You pakin' lil' 22's, we cloven g's 

The home and leaving DJ crew 

Now what it do, yeah nigga got to much loot 

Now what it do, ya baby push that GT G loot 

Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos 

Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot 

Now what it do, yeah baby young flippa is back 

Now what it do, ya nigga candy cadalac 

Now what it do, pump yo bracks its just to much playin' 

I still rep for my lane, now what is y'all sayin' 

I got the, big home, the whip chrome 

The king back you cant take my throne 

I been chillin' on the low gettin' dough fo show 

Run up on me 30 shots but I'm lettin' 'em go 

You can't fuck wit my team I'm just lettin' you know 

If it cost 500 that regular dro 

Cops pull a nigga ova 

'Cause they jealous of my Carmo 

ZZ's 1200 you could smell it through the charts 

Rapper sweet roll it up 

Get the drink, pour it up 

You know you can't 

Come wit me if you ain't old enough 

You know that desert eagle come wit a holster 

But my GT ain't come wit a choffer, damn 

Now what it do, yeah nigga got to much loot 

Now what it do, ya baby push that GT G loot 

Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos 

Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot 

Now what it do, yeah baby young flippa is back 

Now what it do, ya nigga candy cadalac 

Now what it do, pump yo bracks its just to much playin' 

I still rep for my lane, now what is y'all sayin' 

Yeah, the dough boy say I'm shinin' boy 

But that shit came from grinin' boy 

Yell the diamonds everywhere like a stuck up junin' 

Dog I heard your paper low I got that stuck up money 

Shut the fuck up dummy, you ain't hard as us 

I went to France and found out you ain't large as us 

I get paid just ta come to the club and chill 

Let yo chick braid my hair cause she love my grill 

Fuck a house on the hill 'cause my ship by the lake 

I'm like jiga, I can do this in one day 

We got weight, we got drunk, we got all the guns 

Ask 'bout Lil' Flip you don't know where I'm from 

Now what it do, yeah nigga got to much loot 

Now what it do, ya baby push that GT G loot 

Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos 

Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot 

Now what it do, yeah baby young flippa is back 

Now what it do, ya nigga candy cadalac 

Now what it do, pump yo bracks its just to much playin' 

I still rep for my lane, now what is y'all sayin' 

Yeah, yeah this how we do it man 

Ya niggas need to step ya game up man 

Glove G's in the mothafuckin' buldin' 

Desse duk in the buldin' 

D-rad in the buldin' 

Rarena kimmins in the buldin' 

Black Al Capone in the buldin' 

Dre Add in the buldin' 

Big west in the mothauckin' buldin' 

And we doin' it, so, so mothauckin' big 

Big charts in te buldin' 

M dolla in the buldin' 

We gettin' money nigga 

And when you see me in the street say what it do 

And don't call me flip no mothauckin' more 

Call me flipa rachie ha ha ha 

And we out