Flippa T - ON MEEE Lyrics

Flippa
Ohh, Lets get it
On Meee, Hey
On Meee, On who
On Meee
The shit is On Meee
On Who?
Put that shit On Me
Who she wanna be? Cap bitch, she a wanna be
Copy, Flippa T
Wagoneer, pull up SUV
It aint got no key
And I see you hoes be looking
Give you bitches sum to see
I ain't poppin' out at parties if you want me pay the fee
Baby, I'm just gettin' started and you still can't f*ck with me
And you better bring the army if you think you touchin' me
I ain't worried about nobody, put my trust in G.O.D
On who? On meee
On who? On meee
On who? The shit is on me
And since I got you watchin, let me give you something to see
I always been the one, I'm not the two, I ain't the three
Where you come from, where I'm from, gotta always keep it P
I turn nothin' into somethin' cause I put that shit on me
Now you niggas lookin' dumb cause you ain't believe in me
Mic to my lips, son on my hip
Rocks in my sock with a pocket full of chips
Straight up out the grip, splitting haters wigs
Flippa do it extra large cause they say they do it big
Yeah, they say they do it big, Flippa do it extra large
Get in a jam, they get to sangin' like that nigga El Debarge
All these bitches acting foul I'ma show you how to charge
And I guess I'm runnin' shit like I'm the motherf*ckin' Sarge
And I see you hoes be watchin' like a f*ckin' DVD
And I do it for my people, show em how to E-A-T
They say you an A-S-K, you'll never G-E-T
I'ma grind till I shine, and I put that Shit ON Me