Who Want It lyrics

by

Skippa Da Flippa


[Intro]
Zulu, waddup!
Aye, waddup, n*gga
Migo!
Squat!

[Pre-Hook: Skippa Da Flippa]
Roll a whole zip of the thin mint cookie
Been sellin' cookies since Obama's a rookie
Used to be a killa, but it's "still don't push me"
Sellin' brick to the same n*gga that booked me
Chop the curve with a choppa that made in China
My money like the Eiffel, n*gga, that's on the Bible
I'm finna make a movie, n*gga, Flippa's the title
Uzi go, right through ya, make you ooze out yo vitals

[Hook: Skippa Da Flippa]
Who want it? No, you don't
Regroup and rethink and calm yo damn nerves
Grab your cranium bust it right on the curb
96 Bulls i got shooters like Keer
Who want it? No, you don't
Physically, mentally, I think you tripping
You do lil b*tch sh*t, Just to get attention
40 cal, 50 cal, I do not miss it

[Verse: Skippa Da Flippa]
Pistol grip pump got good friction
Don't believe these b*tches, most of this fiction
I pimp my own ride, I didn't need Xzibit
I drive it, I own it, there's no need to rent it
Swim out the summer when I chirp that gas
I jump in the Chevy then smash on the gas
My n*ggas, they hit you, they juggin' on mass
Travel, can't carry a four in the flash
The judges say that I'm a menace
Im smart, i slick didn’t get offended
Look all these racks I done spended
I'm the owner, you're the tenant
I charge couple hunnid a minute
In yo b*tch, mouth like a Dentist
She suck me so good, I can't end it
And I get real nasty when I hit it

[Pre-Hook: Skippa Da Flippa]
Roll a whole zip of the thinmint cookie
Been sellin' cookies since Obama's a rookie
Used to be a killa, but it's "still don't push me"
Sellin' brick to the same n*gga that booked me
Chop the curve with a choppa that made in China
My money like the Eiffel, n*gga, that's on the Bible
I'm finna make a movie, n*gga, Flippa's the title
Uzi go, right through ya, make you ooze out yo vitals

[Hook: Skippa Da Flippa]
Who want it? No, you don't
Regroup and rethink and calm yo damn nerves
Grab your cranium bust it right on the curb
96 Bulls i got shooters like Keer
Who want it? No, you don't
Physically, mentally, I think you tripping
You do lil b*tch sh*t, Just to get attention
40 cal, 50 cal, I do not miss it

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