Представляем точный текст композиции "Freestyle King Award" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Flip . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Freestyle King Award» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Flip передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Flip - "Freestyle King Award"
Lyrics to Freestyle King Award : [talkin] Nigga, 2000, Y2K Me and Ron C all in yo muthafuckin shit nigga fo sho, ha, man its goin down yall boyz need to fo sho get that cotton candy cotton mouth, all in yo face nigga Uh huh, Lil Flipper, The Leprechaun aka Da Freestyle King Sucka Free, fuckin with that Ron C Dat Dodo, yall blowin bullshit Indo nigga this what we blow... [Lil Flip] We blow Indo, I might be on Jay Leno They be like Flip, can you listen to my demo I say naw nigga I got shows to do After the concert, I got hoes to screw If Im on stage, I dont wanna be close to you I got money nigga, I aint gon boast to you What Im supposed to do, is keep rappin Some niggas got gold in they mouth, I got platinum I aint cappin, what happened I done blew up too quick Im the Lil Flip, Da Freestyle King of the Screwed Up Click I represent, I get head Ride blue, ride black, I ride red Fuck a Fed, I shake heads, when Im in the club Ball outta control, I got Indo dub sacks How you love that, I aint the Hot Boys But you might see me in a drop top boy I roll rolex, I got baggets, princess cuts If Im in the club, youll see me, pimpin sluts Thats what i do, nigga all the time Get rotation on 97.9, thats The Box Nigga got a TV sitcom on Fox Used to be on blocks, slangin rocks Now Im changin dots, in my drop top prowler Go to court, throw away the case, I got a prowler Call her, nigga, Caller ID, a baller I be She wanna fuck, Ima call her and see Take that hoe to Motel 6 or go to Tweetys Pour a duece in the can, sold a four in Tahiti Now Im leanin, nigga, Im in the green Beamer Supa dupa fly like Im Missy Misdemeanor Im Lil Flip, nigga, I know you know me Baggets and 30 pointers all on my rollys You might see me in a Expedition With a sign on the back, that say lets go fishin Ima balla, nigga I told you that If I aint ridin green then Im rollin Llacs Im from the Clover, Ima solja, I write rhymes in my folder Hell yea, I got mo crystals than Folgers Thats coffee, hoes wanna toss me, get off me Cause I be ballin outta control, hoes they stalk me From Milwaukee, my Nextel, inhale, exhale Half of my niggas locked up in jail But Im still on the block, puttin it down Nigga when I smile, bling, platinum puddin, you gotta frown You be mad, cause you see me in a drop top Jag 50 Gs for a car, thats not that bad I can do that, if its too fast, I can screw dat Get the brand new drop, royal blue dat Now Im cruisin, niggas I be bruisin Gettin all mad cause in the club, I be choosin I like yellabones, talk on PrimeCo telephones Got hoes from Hine-Clark to Yellowstone Im in Homestead, killin with the real niggas We wearin Platinum Fubu, yall still wear Phil Hilfiger I almost fucked up, but nigga Im the king I can freestyle all night til the doorbell ring And all I do, is ride on chrome And all I got, is DVDs inside my home I got a Jacuzzi, I might watch Scary Movie Hell yea, I get head from yo mama every Tuesday This Lil Flip, I bet cha know dat, show dat Hell yea, you owe me some money, nigga you owe dat So pay me, the radio gon play me Look at my yard, I got mo toys than Kay-Bee Who I am, The Leprechaun, Freestyle King Change the color of my teeth and my byzletine Now Im platinum, nigga got a nigga name Crime Open up my mouth, my piece shine, but Johnny got my blinded yall can just parallel park, when I open up my mouth, its farewell to the dark I sip drank, flip pints, sip 8s, got hoes at Worthing, Sterling and Yates And when I pick em up, nigga, Ima take em to the room Nigga, Ima be the witch and you can ride my broom Then you gone, I freestyle, Im off the dome I got all, satellites from the top of my home I get gone in my zone, nigga, Im in a Bentley Niggas mad, they got Guess glasses, I wearin Finleys And S classes, jumpin out, nigga Da King Fuck yall nigga, Im jumpin out limosuines [talkin] Nigga, Lil Flip, Sucka Free, Swishahouse nigga, we over here too nigga, we puttin it down nigga, the North and the South, nigga, how you do it, that was freestyle... [ Freestyle King Award Lyrics ]
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