Flipmode - Fabolous feat. Velous & Chris Brown

Flipmode, Flipmode (Flipmode, Flipmode)
Let's go, let's go
Lock it down, fade away, yeah
Lock it down, fade away
Flipmode, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Flipmode, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah yeah)
Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah)
Told her bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it like a AK
Told her bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it like a AK
Told her bust it, bust it, Flipmode
Told her bust it, bust it, Flipmode
Told her bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it like a AK
Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah yeah)
Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah)

Faded off the woo hah
You know I'm faded off the woo hah
Busting, busting out the trap (trap)
In the coupe doing laps (scurr)
Got me a Dominican mami (yeah)
Folding paper, origami (yo)
Rag 'em, rag 'em on sight (yo)
Spliff Star off the hype
Ain't got no time to fall in love (love)
Ain't no time to fall in love (love)
When the push come to shove ()hey
Money all I ever love (hey)
Gary Payton with the glove (yo)
O.J Simpson with the glove (yo)
Guilty pleasure, pick your poison
We got all of the above
Shooter, shooters on deck
Still banging with the set (yo)
30 thousand in the B.J. (wouh)
Got my niggas out the jakes (ya)
Surfing through the village, bust it, bust it up
Diamonds on me flooded bust down (wouh)
Ever since she let me bust it, bust it up
She be wanting me to cuff now

Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah yeah)
Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah)
Told her bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it like a AK
Told her bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it like a AK
Told her bust it, bust it, Flipmode
Told her bust it, bust it, Flipmode
Told her bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it like a AK
Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah yeah)
Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (also, also)

Told shawty, make it clap (clap)
Shawty, just make it clap (clap)
All her homies got a 30 up
All my warriors gotta curry up
Something foreign when I'm skurting up (skurt)
If they coming, better hurry up
Wrist game, I'ma stir it up (whip it)
'Til the white McFlurry up
Mickey D's, I'm loving it
Super bad, McLoving it
Slide up in it with the oven mitt
Now she calling out my government
Freddy Kruger with the glove (glove)
Michael Jackson with the glove (glove)
Keep it lit and get the money (yeah)
I do both of the above (yeah)
I've been jugging since flip phones
Bedrocking like Flinstones
Doing numbers in my zip code
Squad with it on flipmode
Shawty 'bout to let her clip go
Busta, busta, busta, bust that
A big butt and a smile
I know they told me, never trust that
But I

Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah yeah)
Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah)
Told her bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it like a AK
Told her bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it like a AK
Told her bust it, bust it, Flipmode (wouh)
Told her bust it, bust it, Flipmode (wouh)
Told her bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it like a AK
Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah yeah)
Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away

Yeah, yeah, go 'head with it
Baby, bust it open out the roof
Yeah, this car brand new, give it to you
Now she acting brand new
Flipmode, I got a new bitch
Flipmode, all the money I get
Flipmode, you don't ball like this, hell no
My whole team lit, it's simple
What you want? Just tell me what you want, baby
What you doing? Let's just start with foreplay
When I perform, your shaking make the bed break
Until the the morning
Your lips turn me on, baby
Smoke one with me, let's get faded (yeah)
Hit the showers, heat it up, still wide awake
I don't even know, she say she got a man at home
I love her anyway
And if that nigga say he love you like he do
Where your wedding ring?

Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah yeah)
Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah)
Told her bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it like a AK (oh)
Told her bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it like a AK (oh we)
Told her bust it, bust it, Flipmode
Told her bust it, bust it, Flipmode
Told her bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it like a AK
Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (yeah yeah)
Shoot it, shoot it, lock it down, fade away (push)



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Writer(s): JOHN JACKSON, TIM GOMRINGER, TYLER BRYANT, EVAN LARAY, CHRISTOPHER BROWN, KEVIN GOMRINGER, MYLES MORAITES, MATTHEW BUSER
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