T.I.

T.I. - 99 Problemz (But Lil' Flip Ain't One) lyrics

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Gangsta gangsta grisill

DOWN WITH THA KING!

Live and direct from the traps of bankhead nigga

Pimp squad Click nigga grand huslte pimp I sound mad huh? yo faggot ass gon be mad in a

Minute. (King of The South)

I'm king of the place call home of the base

He emerged out the trap from a zone of the flake

Caught a case and he still keep a chrome on his waste

For the hatuhs and tha fakes gettn thrown in the way

Like a pussy nigga named lil wesley tryna test me

O u best be hangin whut your faggot ass best be

Use words carefully when u address me

Ye ain't gotta like me but your gonna respect me (or else)

Or else get wet like a jet ski nigga take 10 of these and live that'll impress me

Say I wanna rap on your song and ye'ain't let me

Seen ya on the front of the source like that upset me

Nigga fuck ya in tha ass I ain't mad bout shit shot quick full clip all yo ass gon get (gon get)

And I ain't finna put a mask on flip I'm a empty out this clip and ya ass gon flip

Bet ya moms and yo dad gon trip but dem the consequences tryna mash on tip

Nigga lyrically I mirk u physically I hurt you ye'a'int neva ran tha streets u had a curfew

Fuck around with me and I bet you be in the dirt soon

Look you in the eye and see your sweet like perfume

So go on and keep runnin u dick sucka

I'm a swang show tha world that your just a big sucka

Daddy shoulda got some head wish he woulda wore a rubba

But he didn't so now I geuss tha world gotta suffa

Tip a be tha reason for the saddest day your momma seen

When I let this kay slay a nigga like the drama king

Betta find a nigga to try shawy I ain't tha one

I got 99 problems lil flip ain't one c'mon

I say 99 problems lil flip ain't one

Fuck boy you wanted beef well he found him some

I got 99 problems lil flip ain't one

I say 99 problems lil flip ain't one

This pussy nigga wanted beef well he found him some

I got 99 problems lil flip ain't one

Pussy nigga shut tha fuck up I'm cool with face even he kno dat you a sucka

Paul wall runnin texas alone with slim thugga

Mike jones he a g and zee ro some real hustlas

Ye'ain't neva been a botany boy you just a busta (busta)

Neva been seen outside on tha southside sucka

Now you puttn on like u run shit after third go to jail with this leprachaun shit

Several times u don't like whut I'm sayin then buck

Nigga swang when u see me nigga I don't give a fuck

Cause I kno u just a lame and your patnuhs ain't tuff

I kno your aim ain't shit and your fight game suck

So I couldn't imagine thate g's tha ones who listen to you

Just some kids women and a lotta homosexuals

I'm a stand up guy man I made the principles

All u do is lie and every thing u say is fictional

I demand my respect I'm a die about that

But I'm a hit u with tha teck and let you lie about that

So keep me out your raps or this shit ain't done

I got 99 problems lil flip ain't one

Say fuck nigga I heard u talkin bout me nigga come see me nigga atlanta zone 1 (bankkhead)

Matter fact I come see you nigga in the suburban area of houston I kno you can't

Come to the city nigga. say weren't you a jantitor in high school you sucka ass nigga

(though we forgot) nigga nigga hump say he made you put on that leprachaun

Suit you talkin bout u got rich off that shit nigga ye ain't even get no card till this next album

(little bow tie wearin ass nigga) nigga how I'm livin nigga you rented that mutha fuckib

House in carrison ohio on how I'm livin think we ain't know about that huh I'm expose

Yo pussy ass nigga (Top hat wearin ass nigga) you ho ass nigga wait till I see you

I'm a slap you in them white gold teeth you got nigga that ain't no mutha fuckin platinum

30 g's my ass nigga you musta forgot paul wall made grills nigga das my mutha fuckin patnuh nigga

30 g's my ass I'm a get a grill just to show you what 30 g's look like nigga

Ay flip man can I get one of dem bowties and top hat please I need one one of dem glitter bow ties and a top hat plees

Dis dis halloween I wanna be da leprechaun dis halloween can I get one and my

Very own pot of gold to squat over like a little bitch you sucka ass weak boi I mutha fuckin beat yo ass man

Lil flip how dare you forreal man the audacity of this ho nigga can u beleive it I'm done with you

Now but say sumthi else and this ain't ova. bitch

And I'll adore you

I'll treat you like milk I'll do nothin but spoil you

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