Let's do it!. . Starched and cleaned. Poppin' out lookin' good. I still represent the same... neighborhood. . Aye... the whole world like 'Flip where the fuck you been?'.
Sorry lil mama I gotta go. Not tryna hit and run ya but I got another show. It's already check out time plus my plane leaves at four. Give me them digits.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye, let's win a Grammy with this one. Let's go, this for all the single mothers out there. Coming straight from your boy, Fliperacci, the number one fly boy.