[Chorus]   Booooyyy   [Repeat 4X]      [Nelly]   oh oh oh oh oh oh      So you the kang boy   how could this be boy   you gotta be blind to sell more records than me boy   I can't complain boy   don't say my name boy   I'm like a run away slave I'm off the chain boy   I'm bout' to jet boy   straight flex boy   I'm about to round princess cut and bagette boy   don't disrespect boy   I'll break your neck boy   I got niggaz that sherm it up and get wet boy   we driving vets and bentley coupes boy   I ain't lying check my garage, I tell the truth boy   I do it big boy   you do it small boy   I do some shit that you can't even do at all boy   platinum tooth boy   make it two boy   come to the crib you can bowl, swim, or hoop boy   big rule boy   what are you doing in me yard   you can run two miles and you still in my yard      [Chorus]      [Big Gipp]   Quarter Quarters Nickels Dollars Dimes everytime boy   butterfly my 84', fly first class boy   dipping through the hood candy coated paint boy   triple zero dope sacks no tax boy   you walk fast, well I slow-poke boy   you grip the leather, well I grip oak boy   I keep a crease in my Dickies when I corner hang   I love to sip champangne, funny ass names   ladies love to see me Gucci or many of poochie   love to see me in the gazelles to King Louis'   shingles hanging from the end of my pants boy   they love to see me do the old man dance boy   I smoke plenty grass boy   I'm touching on the ass boy   go ahead and Sir Mix-A-Lot put it on the glass boy   I'm from the South boy   that's how it go boy   we like to see em' drop it down   and touch they toes boy      [Chorus]      Lil Flipper..   [Lil' Flip]   I flip tracks boy   like crack boy   I got that 62 inch Maybach boy   two tone boy   lets get it on boy   my money long boy   now we smoking zones boy   come take a hit boy   we got the shit boy   my big clover cost the price of ten bricks boy   I'm from the South boy   don't run your mouth boy   sshhh.... 'cause I'll have Al Capone at your house boy   pull up in my drop top, you like boy   to you it's a Bentley, to me it's a toy   I'm like a pimp boy   I ride spinners boy   I'm hopping out with 3000 dollar tennis boy   come take a look at me   I'm off the chain boy   the gameover, bitch, you know my name boy   I'm Lil Flip boy   a Clover G boy   you better free Will Lean and Pimp C boy      [Chorus - fade out]