Flipping On 4's

Prod. By Mr. Lee [Hook x2: Biggie] Money, hoes, and clothes Blunt smoke coming out the nose, is all a nigga knows Flipping on foes, putting Watching the stash grow, clocking the cash flow [Verse 1: Slim Thug] Money, hoes and clothes, is all a nigga know And I been saying that shit since back in '04 Born in the hood but refuse to stay broke Had to get rich, got tired of selling dope Grind into the top now my momma living good Living them dreams we was having in the hood Boys better quit tripping and get up on their paper Stop saving these hoes and avoid all these haters Can't kick they ass nowadays they'll sue When under pressure Your best friends telling on you Where them bitches at, I keep plenty dimes Money, hoes and clothes is all in my mind [Hook x2: Biggie] Money, hoes, and clothes Blunt smoke coming out the nose, is all a nigga knows Flipping on foes, putting tags on toes Watching the stash grow, clocking the cash flow [Verse 2: Slim Thug] I speak the truth, never tell you lies Still a hunnid ain't switch like them other guys New year new levels of this boss life Hopping out the drive rows like, suprise And now them haters can't believe they eyes Swear I wasn't gonna be shit, bitch apologize Wanna see me lose, but a nigga still winning Wanna see me stop but them 4's still spinnin' Went from cheering for a nigga to being a hater The gift in the curse of getting this paper See ya later broke niggas I got new neighbors Plus its cause I'm still getting new paper [Hook x2: Biggie] Money, hoes, and clothes Blunt smoke coming out the nose, is all a nigga knows Flipping on foes, putting tags on toes Watching the stash grow, clocking the cash flow [Verse 3: Slim Thug] Now look who creeping, look who crawling Look who still balling in the mix Still sticking long dick in your bitch Your section full of niggas, my section full of hoes At the club tryna fight, what you mad for Everybody who I know mad mad cause they broke I came to sell a grade, I made mills and making mo' Meek free, DJ gonna play that intro And everything he named on it but that lambo Cause I couldn't fix same shit with yo bitch You ain't gotta spit game to em when you getting rich If I ain't broke boy then gonna fix ya [?] [Hook x2: Biggie] Money, hoes, and clothes Blunt smoke coming out the nose, is all a nigga knows Flipping on foes, putting tags on toes Watching the stash grow, clocking the cash flow