Lyrics Get Flipped - Roscoe
Let's
go
I
need
somebody
to
send
me
some
zig-zags
back
here
Yeah
[Verse
1]
A
couple
seconds
of
game,
I
got
you
telling
me
your
bra-size
It's
YA
up
in
the
club,
now
it's
all
eyes
We
kick-back
with
the
click-clack,
sitting
in
my
lap
While
I'm
dipping
in
my
'llac
And
chicken
heads
always
hit
a
nigga
back
When
they
see
'em
how
I'm
rolling,
sitting
on
a
stack
Scoe-Dellic,
let
a
pro
tell
it
Cop
a
gang
of
snow,
and
let
a
hoe
sell
it
Blow
dro
'til
my
eyes
turn
mo'
yellow
Rule
number
one,
when
the
cops
come,
no
telling
So
poetic,
the
flow
genetic
And
I
couldn't
have
said
it
better
than
my
big
bro
said
it
[Hook]
Take
her
to
the
spot,
get
flipped
She
a
flipper,
once
she
off
liquor
Hit
it
from
the
back,
she
get
thicker
You
better
watch
your
back
though,
cause
she'll
stick
ya
Never
call
her
back,
cause
she'll
flip
She
a
flipper,
once
she
off
liquor
Hit
it
from
the
back,
she
get
thicker
After
that,
holla
back,
I
get
wit'
cha
[Verse
2]
Everybody
talking
that
garbage,
don't
wanna
walk
wit'
What
they
talk,
walk
the
walk
Wanna
step
to
the
street,
ain't
got
no
heat
Ain't
ready
to
ride,
when
it's
on
the
spot
I
come
off
the
rain,
I'm
off
the
chain
I'm
off
the
cane,
like
Eddie
Cane
off
the
'caine
Yeah,
all
the
same
And
I'm
in
it
for
the
dollars,
ya
feel
me
then
holla
(Scoe!)
And
all
the
homies
on
the
streets,
ain't
got
no
love
for
a
nigga
on
the
beat
Cause
a
nigga
on
the
beat
got
money
in
his
pocket,
now
they
jealous
of
me
So
now
they
looking
in
my
face
like
they
wanna
take
something
from
me
Looking
at
my
money
I'm
like
'Nah',
now
Im
looking
at
the
honey
Like
what
she
wanna
do,
wanna
roll
wit'
the
crew
[Hook]
Take
her
to
the
spot,
get
flipped
She
a
flipper,
once
she
off
liquor
Hit
it
from
the
back,
she
get
thicker
You
better
watch
your
back
though,
cause
she'll
stick
ya
Never
call
her
back,
cause
she'll
flip
She
a
flipper,
once
she
off
liquor
Hit
it
from
the
back,
she
get
thicker
After
that,
holla
back,
I
get
wit'
cha
[Verse
3]
Oh
shizzle,
Mr
Scoe-Dizzle
Yo'
brizzle
all
on
my
jizzle
Now
this
here's
where
it
counts
So
walk
in,
+Jig+
it
out,
like
+Show
Me
The
Bounce+
Show
me
the
shake,
and
show
me
the
drop
Show
me
the
snake,
and
show
me
the
watch
She
was
making
it
break,
and
making
it
pop
Wiggling
it
fast,
then
slow
to
making
it
stop
Now
should
I
play
my
part,
and
do
my
thing?
Or
keep
it
G?
I
chose
to
remain
composed
Taking
off
her
clothes
But
I'm
Young
Scoe-Dellic,
I
don't
love
them
hoes
The
B-O-Y
wit'
the
D-U-I,
and
the
SUV
full
of
THC
The
K-I-D
wit'
P-H-I-D,
I
burn
rubber
like
I
had
HIV
[Hook]
Take
her
to
the
spot,
get
flipped
She
a
flipper,
once
she
off
liquor
Hit
it
from
the
back,
she
get
thicker
You
better
watch
your
back
though,
cause
she'll
stick
ya
Never
call
her
back,
cause
she'll
flip
She
a
flipper,
once
she
off
liquor
Hit
it
from
the
back,
she
get
thicker
After
that,
holla
back,
I
get
wit'
cha
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1 5 Seconds
2 Head To Toe
3 It's That Time Again
4 Get Ready
5 Smooth Sailin'
6 Trouble
7 Shakedown
8 Get Flipped
9 Last Night
10 Young Roscoe
11 What I Look Like
12 Get Low
13 Bonus Track 1
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