Sing For The Moment

Haha

I'm black, but I know how to rock n roll

I know how to rock the crack, and rock the show

Then I roll out, cuz I can't hold out

That's why every concert I do, is sold out

From, Houston, Dallas and Lafayette

I got, white boys, that bump my shit

I got this game locked, and I lost the key

And it seem like everybody, want sumthin for free

And now all the hoes say, they comin' wit me

Cuz they know they smell good, when they runnin' wit me

But I ain't trickin', I'm just stickin'

This ain't chicken, so I ain't lickin'

Cuz Imma pimp hoe, and I got good bangin' hoe

No matter where I go, they love me in the hood mayne

I guess I'm in the good lane, cuz now I'm doin' great

Even though I'm showin' love, some niggaz still hate

Sing with me

Sing for the year

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear

Sing it with me, Just for today

Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away..

It's two-thousand three, and I'm twenty two

I ain't changin', I still got three hundred tennis shoes

I ain't changed, I just like to chill alone

Cuz every other day, I'm in a different time zone

Signin' autographs, for all my fans

Cuz that'S how it go, when ya music in demand

I flew straight to Japan, to make eighty grand

I bought a house on the beach, now I got me a tan

I push the lex lan, cuz Imma tex-an

Pump call shawn taylor, tell 'em get them checks in

Cuz I need mine, before I sign my contract

I gotta read mine, if I pray everythang gon be fine

You know I run the streets

I drop my vocals before my niggaz stomp the beats

I bring the heat, just like my name was Pat Riley

I'm my CEO, you can't fire me, bitch

haha that's what I've said nigga

This how we do it, we sing for the moment

We don't know how long this shit gon last

So we gon keep droppin' this heat, on yo motherfuckin' ass

Everyday, mixtapes, undergrounds whatever

That's how we get our money, nigga

We gotta supply the demand

Lil' Flip, represent cloerland

Southside, that's where I stay

Home of the braves, fuck the glocks, put on the k's

Sing it wit 'em

Sing with me

Sing for the year

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear

Sing it with me, Just for today

Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away..

Last verse now, ye

I gotta sing for the moment, for hum birthday

Nigga, I bought a ring for my homie

That's how we do it nigga, he shop for me

Fuck it nigga like I said, Imma cop the key

Gotta get that good money, ain't fuck wit that evil money

Even thought I had to fuck wit that illegal money

Love money, could be drug money

But shit, I got tatoos it's all thug money

I'm lil flip, I know you like how I spit

Shit, cuz niggaz know this underground but it still a hit

It ain't my beat but, it's my lyrics so, when you hear this shit

Yur gonna love to hear it cuz I, spit to ya spirits

From the shit that I say, niggaz know freestylin' shit be everyday

I do that shit when I don't feel like it, but I'm like a phychic

Cuz you can predict what Imma do nigga, keep fightin'

Writin', freestylin', smilin' wit my ice

Go to the car lot, nigga fuck the price (fuck the price)

Haha, we used to didn't have a lot, now we got a lot

Each time we thank god for what we got

We worked hard to get where we got

And we sittin' on top

No matter what you do, keep ya head up

Sing with me

Sing for the year

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear

Sing it with me, Just for today

Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away..

Sing with me

Sing for the year

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear

Sing it with me, Just for today

Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away..