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nathaniel - skippa da flippa lyrics

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[chorus: skippa da flippa]
shawty keep on tripping, b*tching ’bout nathaniel
i told her to believe in flippa like i’m daniel
’cause i’ve been stacking frank and jacksons like i’m samual
and if he ohe me paper, we gon’ crush [?]
in the cully like i’m sully with my feet up
safe house count pound, only time i meet up
b*tches mad at me, ’cause i [?] don’t link up
if shawty keep this going, the safe gon’ be a brinks truck

[verse 1: skippa da flippa]
too many sticks round me, [?] up
old rappers talking ’bout us, then they get beat up
posting fake addies for a b*tch, you police work
catch a couple, then i’m gone and get my eat up
ten star pass, i still f*ck with the amenities
i’ve done what i’ve done, so i still hide my idenity
b*tch don’t get it right, then i throw a flag for a penelty
my best friend [?] he gon’ pick off all my enomies
[?] finna close on a villa
you new n*ggas just poppin, you ain’t stepping on no n*ggas
pay me in pink and blues, sh*t, i love me a mixture
i’ma stick and move, if she don’t see the bigger picture
something fine if she mine, i don’t mind the wine and dine
first thing you did was fold, you couldn’t wait to drop a dime
[?] shots, they on me, we go up when it’s time
upper eshalon don, i’m too smooth for a crime
[chorus: skippa da flippa]
shawty keep on tripping, b*tching ’bout nathaniel
i told her to believe in flippa like i’m daniel
’cause i’ve been stacking frank and jacksons like i’m samual
and if he ohe me paper, we gon’ crush [?]
in the cully like i’m sully with my feet up
safe house count pound, only time i meet up
b*tches mad at me, ’cause i [?] don’t link up
if shawty keep this going, the safe gon’ be a brinks truck

[verse 2: sk!lla baby]
5000 dollar l.v.’s on
i was getting money when soulja boy was my ringtone
b*tton on my bl!cky, ain’t gon’ lie, this b*tch a cheat code
i was selling crack, man, this rap sh*t like free [?]
i told my hitta, hit him, get him, get them bricks in and flip them
i know growers, i know blowers, i’m the monkey in the middle
please don’t play me [?] pistol whip a n*gga with my pistol
put that brush on his wave cap, bend him like [?]
pinky ring on bling bling, man, this b*tch cost me a nickle
i put that ice around billy like he living in an iglue
bust down my bezzle, i’m chilling
i sell fake percs to the gremlins
30 pointers in my pendent
petty ass boy, quit penny pintching
ain’t no [?] keep this b*tch [?]
i’m the youngest n*gga in a presi from my block
[chorus: skippa da flippa]
shawty keep on tripping, b*tching ’bout nathaniel
i told her to believe in flippa like i’m daniel
’cause i’ve been stacking frank and jacksons like i’m samual
and if he ohe me paper, we gon’ crush [?]
in the cully like i’m sully with my feet up
safe house count pound, only time i meet up
b*tches mad at me, ’cause i [?] don’t link up
if shawty keep this going, the safe gon’ be a brinks truck

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