La La La

[Hook]

Lil' Flip always smokin' that la la la

Will Lean always smokin' that la la la

Play-hef always smokin' that la la la

It's Clover G's and you know my lullaby, come on

Excuse me bitch, you know I'm rich

So don't snitch about how I hustle

Cause I got muscle, skip all that shit

Just gimme a brick bitch

[Will Lean]

I'm a gangsta, it ain't love at first sight

You's a freak so we fucked the first night

I'm in the back seat puffin' that la la la

Me and my niggaz gettin' high high high

You better ask around, that I smokes a pound

Four four desert eagle what I tote around

Nigga, in that Coup de Ville

Hit ya wit the steel nigga let loose ya grill

You choose to squeal, it's the truth I kill

With that infra red beam let loose ya grill nigga

Uh, and I take ya head off when I grab my shit

And start lettin' this lead off

[Hook]

Yeh, you know how we do it man

If you in ya motherfuckin' car

Cut this shit up nigga (cut it up)

[Lil' Flip]

Yeh, we got the dro fire it up

You want me to do it show you gotta wire it up

Go to Western Union and call me back

Gimme the tracking number nigga and I can do that

I need the dro nigga top of the line

You got clothes in yo closet but they not like mine

You got hoes in yo camp but they can't flow like us

You got weed in yo yard but it don't grow like us

Inhale exhale, Sprints and Nextels

Gotta write letters to my niggaz that's in jail (keep ya head up)

Locked up they baby momma knocked up

If niggaz play wid my money my guns get cocked up

I franchise like a Houston Rocket

Every eight months is when I usually drop it

Every eight blunts is when I usually stop it

Every eight glocks is when I usually pop it

[Hook]

[Play]

Ain't wid that huggin' and kissin' and lovin', bitch

I'm wid that smokin' and drinkin'

Cause I gotta keep it thuggin

And I'm bumpin' and grindin'

Got to put the snake to bite

R kel's I'm up all night put up a good fight

If you gon' jack somethin' make sure ya jack good

Cause if not, then I pop and I go get my guns

I rap for Clover G's and I rap for P-T-P

I rap for all them gangstas out there gettin' they cheese

I Double XL or Source to make bread

I need pots a few bricks to go slice my bread

Me Flip and Will will flip and lean on you

Take ya truck that's not ya rap and fuck a rap

After Lil' Flip album ya ass is crap

You know me Play-hef and the tracks we lacin'

Smokin' on that bubble that sticky Canadian bacon

Fuck a lil hand stamp that shit

[Hook]