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script flippin' - lo key lyrics

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[intro: sleepy]
yo, it’s sleepy up in this motherf*cker, what’s up?
it’s so*lo, ’06 and we run sh*t, man
lo key on this motherf*cker
yo, we got to get this sh*t poppin’
whoo!

[chorus: lo key, sleepy]
you don’t even know
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
you don’t even know
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
[verse 1: lo key, sleepy]
it’s so*lo, baby, i’ma make it nice, the place is right
break the mic and take your life
the cd’s felt up inside the system
so hot when i drop, mind’s fried from listening
sickness when i stick this syringe in your neck
veins pumping down to your last breath
i see money, i need money to breed money
double up like weed money, for real, sonny
i gotta p*ss, ’cause i’m drunk off of j.d
pour anothеr shot baby, lo key’s crazy
mad props to sleepy
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
b*tch slap, come back, hear thе cl!ck clack
motherf*ck rap, rap that spittin’ riff raff
hit that blunt, don’t front, let the beat rock
still reppin’ 7 and the motherf*ckin’ east side

[chorus: lo key, sleepy]
you don’t even know
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
you don’t even know
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
you don’t even know
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
you don’t even know
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
[verse 2: lo key, sleepy]
i got a knife like a surgeon, tight like a virgin
hold up (script flippin’)
i’m wrapped tight like a turban, life is suburban
light much hotter than crack pipes, it’s burning your lips(script flippin’)
incinerate mcs, a lyrical tyrant chillin’ in h*ll with hitler and the 9/11 pilots
time flies like hijacked vehicles, spittin mad rhymes, mad lines unbeatable
you could never step up to a motherf*cker reppin’ the 7 and more or less you like a chili dog from 7*eleven
you gettin’ ate like a five plus three, chief
f*ck bullsh*t, this is motherf*ckin’ lo key

[chorus: lo key, sleepy]
you don’t even know
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
you don’t even know
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
you don’t even know
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
you don’t even know
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
script flippin’, what?
[outro: lo key]
(that’s right, motherf*cker)
yeah, that’s right (so*lo, b*tches)
flippin’ the script on these motherf*ckers
when you thought you knew what we were all about
back up in that ass on some other sh*t
(wha wha wha wha what, yeah)

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