Get Flipped Lyrics
| Song | Get Flipped |
| Artist | Roscoe |
| Album | Young Roscoe Philaphornia |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Blake, Williams | |
| Let's go | |
| I need somebody to send me some zig-zags back here | |
| Yeah | |
| A couple seconds of game, I got you telling me your bra-size | |
| It's YA up in the club, now it's all eyes | |
| We kick-back with the click-clack, sitting in my lap | |
| While I'm dipping in my 'llac | |
| And chicken heads always hit a nigga back | |
| When they see 'em how I'm rolling, sitting on a stack | |
| Scoe-Dellic, let a pro tell it | |
| Cop a gang of snow, and let a hoe sell it | |
| Blow dro 'til my eyes turn mo' yellow | |
| Rule number one, when the cops come, no telling | |
| So poetic, the flow genetic | |
| And I couldn't have said it better than my big bro said it | |
| Take her to the spot, get flipped | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| You better watch your back though, cause she'll stick ya | |
| Never call her back, cause she'll flip | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| After that, holla back, I get wit' cha | |
| Everybody talking that garbage, don't wanna walk wit' | |
| What they talk, walk the walk | |
| Wanna step to the street, ain't got no heat | |
| Ain't ready to ride, when it's on the spot | |
| I come off the rain, I'm off the chain | |
| I'm off the cane, like Eddie Cane off the 'caine | |
| Yeah, all the same | |
| And I'm in it for the dollars, ya feel me then holla (Scoe!) | |
| And all the homies on the streets, ain't got no love for a nigga on the beat | |
| Cause a nigga on the beat got money in his pocket, now they jealous of me | |
| So now they looking in my face like they wanna take something from me | |
| Looking at my money | |
| I'm like 'Nah', now Im looking at the honey | |
| Like what she wanna do, wanna roll wit' the crew | |
| Take her to the spot, get flipped | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| You better watch your back though, cause she'll stick ya | |
| Never call her back, cause she'll flip | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| After that, holla back, I get wit' cha | |
| Oh shizzle, Mr Scoe-Dizzle | |
| Yo' brizzle all on my jizzle | |
| Now this here's where it counts | |
| So walk in, +Jig+ it out, like +Show Me The Bounce+ | |
| Show me the shake, and show me the drop | |
| Show me the snake, and show me the watch | |
| She was making it break, and making it pop | |
| Wiggling it fast, then slow to making it stop | |
| Now should I play my part, and do my thing? | |
| Or keep it G? I chose to remain composed | |
| Taking off her clothes | |
| But I'm Young Scoe-Dellic, I don't love them hoes | |
| The B-O-Y wit' the D-U-I, and the SUV full of THC | |
| The K-I-D wit' P-H-I-D, I burn rubber like I had HIV | |
| Take her to the spot, get flipped | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| You better watch your back though, cause she'll stick ya | |
| Never call her back, cause she'll flip | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| After that, holla back, I get wit' cha |
| zuo qu : Blake, Williams | |
| Let' s go | |
| I need somebody to send me some zigzags back here | |
| Yeah | |
| A couple seconds of game, I got you telling me your brasize | |
| It' s YA up in the club, now it' s all eyes | |
| We kickback with the clickclack, sitting in my lap | |
| While I' m dipping in my ' llac | |
| And chicken heads always hit a nigga back | |
| When they see ' em how I' m rolling, sitting on a stack | |
| ScoeDellic, let a pro tell it | |
| Cop a gang of snow, and let a hoe sell it | |
| Blow dro ' til my eyes turn mo' yellow | |
| Rule number one, when the cops come, no telling | |
| So poetic, the flow genetic | |
| And I couldn' t have said it better than my big bro said it | |
| Take her to the spot, get flipped | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| You better watch your back though, cause she' ll stick ya | |
| Never call her back, cause she' ll flip | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| After that, holla back, I get wit' cha | |
| Everybody talking that garbage, don' t wanna walk wit' | |
| What they talk, walk the walk | |
| Wanna step to the street, ain' t got no heat | |
| Ain' t ready to ride, when it' s on the spot | |
| I come off the rain, I' m off the chain | |
| I' m off the cane, like Eddie Cane off the ' caine | |
| Yeah, all the same | |
| And I' m in it for the dollars, ya feel me then holla Scoe! | |
| And all the homies on the streets, ain' t got no love for a nigga on the beat | |
| Cause a nigga on the beat got money in his pocket, now they jealous of me | |
| So now they looking in my face like they wanna take something from me | |
| Looking at my money | |
| I' m like ' Nah', now Im looking at the honey | |
| Like what she wanna do, wanna roll wit' the crew | |
| Take her to the spot, get flipped | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| You better watch your back though, cause she' ll stick ya | |
| Never call her back, cause she' ll flip | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| After that, holla back, I get wit' cha | |
| Oh shizzle, Mr ScoeDizzle | |
| Yo' brizzle all on my jizzle | |
| Now this here' s where it counts | |
| So walk in, Jig it out, like Show Me The Bounce | |
| Show me the shake, and show me the drop | |
| Show me the snake, and show me the watch | |
| She was making it break, and making it pop | |
| Wiggling it fast, then slow to making it stop | |
| Now should I play my part, and do my thing? | |
| Or keep it G? I chose to remain composed | |
| Taking off her clothes | |
| But I' m Young ScoeDellic, I don' t love them hoes | |
| The BOY wit' the DUI, and the SUV full of THC | |
| The KID wit' PHID, I burn rubber like I had HIV | |
| Take her to the spot, get flipped | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| You better watch your back though, cause she' ll stick ya | |
| Never call her back, cause she' ll flip | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| After that, holla back, I get wit' cha |
| zuò qǔ : Blake, Williams | |
| Let' s go | |
| I need somebody to send me some zigzags back here | |
| Yeah | |
| A couple seconds of game, I got you telling me your brasize | |
| It' s YA up in the club, now it' s all eyes | |
| We kickback with the clickclack, sitting in my lap | |
| While I' m dipping in my ' llac | |
| And chicken heads always hit a nigga back | |
| When they see ' em how I' m rolling, sitting on a stack | |
| ScoeDellic, let a pro tell it | |
| Cop a gang of snow, and let a hoe sell it | |
| Blow dro ' til my eyes turn mo' yellow | |
| Rule number one, when the cops come, no telling | |
| So poetic, the flow genetic | |
| And I couldn' t have said it better than my big bro said it | |
| Take her to the spot, get flipped | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| You better watch your back though, cause she' ll stick ya | |
| Never call her back, cause she' ll flip | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| After that, holla back, I get wit' cha | |
| Everybody talking that garbage, don' t wanna walk wit' | |
| What they talk, walk the walk | |
| Wanna step to the street, ain' t got no heat | |
| Ain' t ready to ride, when it' s on the spot | |
| I come off the rain, I' m off the chain | |
| I' m off the cane, like Eddie Cane off the ' caine | |
| Yeah, all the same | |
| And I' m in it for the dollars, ya feel me then holla Scoe! | |
| And all the homies on the streets, ain' t got no love for a nigga on the beat | |
| Cause a nigga on the beat got money in his pocket, now they jealous of me | |
| So now they looking in my face like they wanna take something from me | |
| Looking at my money | |
| I' m like ' Nah', now Im looking at the honey | |
| Like what she wanna do, wanna roll wit' the crew | |
| Take her to the spot, get flipped | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| You better watch your back though, cause she' ll stick ya | |
| Never call her back, cause she' ll flip | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| After that, holla back, I get wit' cha | |
| Oh shizzle, Mr ScoeDizzle | |
| Yo' brizzle all on my jizzle | |
| Now this here' s where it counts | |
| So walk in, Jig it out, like Show Me The Bounce | |
| Show me the shake, and show me the drop | |
| Show me the snake, and show me the watch | |
| She was making it break, and making it pop | |
| Wiggling it fast, then slow to making it stop | |
| Now should I play my part, and do my thing? | |
| Or keep it G? I chose to remain composed | |
| Taking off her clothes | |
| But I' m Young ScoeDellic, I don' t love them hoes | |
| The BOY wit' the DUI, and the SUV full of THC | |
| The KID wit' PHID, I burn rubber like I had HIV | |
| Take her to the spot, get flipped | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| You better watch your back though, cause she' ll stick ya | |
| Never call her back, cause she' ll flip | |
| She a flipper, once she off liquor | |
| Hit it from the back, she get thicker | |
| After that, holla back, I get wit' cha |
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