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An up-and-coming underground MC with sick lyrics and content
Phlagrant is an up-and-coming underground Emcee. His Independant label is VIIP Records
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #9,003
Peak in subgenre #4,990
Author
Or L
Rights
VIIP Records
Uploaded
February 20, 2003
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Or L just wanted to write a club/pimp track...
Lyrics
(Chorus x2)
Yall really wanna test-me? holla atcha boy
runnin ya mouth especially? holla atcha boy
rock a simple-show-kid? holla atcha boy
got a kid think-he-smokin? holla atcha boy
i say what i want, cuz its cheaper-to-think
I may be 16, but my rims legal-to-drink
forget blunted-for-real, and hunted-to-kill
cuz I play 9 positions so im stunnin-the-field
im hummin-the-real, so forget gunnin-the-steal
all that matters to me is who runnin-the-deal
I can get any lady-spread, get crazy-head
no one can rip it like me thats livin, maybe-dead
if yall, see so rich, how-you-need-the-paper?
Im bout to show Bill Belamy How-to-be-a-player
got my piece for the ladies, shit-got-nine
thats the main reason I dont need pick-up-lines
and i aint really worried bout that piece, on-ya-kneck
friends complementin, thats the wrong-respect
ill fucks witcha girl till her thong-is-wet
and never run outta ryhmes like we gotta long-connect
(Chorus x2)
Yall really wanna test-me? holla atcha boy
runnin ya mouth especially? holla atcha boy
rock a simple-show-kid? holla atcha boy
got a kid think-he-smokin? holla atcha boy
the flows-so-viscous, you know-who-this-is
my focus-riches, its my-hopes-n-wishes
if u try to slow-this-kid, its ova-bitches!
u get slit so wide the doc couldn't sew-wit-stiches
in this pimp game, i dont need money-to-play
yall rich wit no bitches, its funny-this-way
Im jus mackin-up-hoes, rackin-up-dough
its like the dea the way my money attractin-up-po
Yo im jus tryna do my thin, go platinum-or-gold
and ya girl suck my dick like she tryna steal gas-from-a-hose
it true, so fuck yall self-proclaimed-ballers
i felt-my-main-call-was help-yall-gain-dollars
jus cuz i aint here to rep-the-projects
dont mean i wont grab the piece step-and-cock-it
be like the police make ya check-ya-pockets
and make ya girl throat sore without strep-ta-cocktis
(Chorus x2)
Yall really wanna test-me? holla atcha boy
runnin ya mouth especially? holla atcha boy
rock a simple-show-kid? holla atcha boy
got a kid think-he-smokin? holla atcha boy
Dont ever consider this bein cliche-rappin
cuz the fact of the mater is we-stay-mackin
yall got ya videos ya bottles-of-cris
my thought-of-it-is, who hotta-than-this
ya daughter-get-hit, if i dont like-how-you-pass-kid
despite-all-ya-rappin, yall might-jus-be-actin
take-ya-cheese, yall make-believe, yall thugs-is-liars
we get more bud-than-weiser, i love-to-fire
Dont deny it, you see-I-be-reckless
so stay in the club dont fuck wit v-i-p-records
Im the ace-of-the-cards, i aint hatin-ya-cars
only way you takin over is phlagrant-is-barred
yall fakin-ya-clowns, ya rapin-my-sound
girls wouldnt trip ova you if you was taped-to-the-ground
You can waste ya time, and go throw dollas-at-ya-toys
but when its all said in done, ya girl gone holla-atcha-boy
(Chorus x4)
Yall really wanna test-me? holla atcha boy
runnin ya mouth especially? holla atcha boy
rock a simple-show-kid? holla atcha boy
got a kid think-he-smokin? holla atcha boy
