Everything Lyrics - Singles - Flipmode Squad

Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh 

Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything 

Everything, everything, everything, everything, everything 

Everything, everything, Flipmode Squad is everything, everything 

Everything 

I handle weed steamers, niggas who push bench to beamers 

Trigga finga happy niggas street corner heaters 

Try to get a rap game crack game whatever 

I gotta make it even if I gotta take it forcefully 

Life is a bitch yo I love her but she's costing me 

Fly nigga head who thought about double crossing me 

Spliff Star, the dutch hits, one of the hungriest 

Backed by Donald Johns and that's where my money is 

I told y'all six weeks rich don't forget 

Another smash hit from my squad don't forget 

It's Rampage yo y'all really want doubts 

I'm the one that flipped your broad and make her freak out 

And call her girlfriend then eat her ass out 

I'm the black Caesar people been talking about 

Imperial, I got the platinum material 

I got time to verbalize the crew that eat your cereal 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you want 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you need 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you aint got 

We gon give y'all niggas hot shit to blow the spot 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you want 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you need 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you aint got 

We gon give y'all niggas hot shit to blow the spot 

Imperial chick represent broads yonder 

Sing, rap, act or be a host like Ananda 

Type spoken true zonin out in the vocal booth 

How I do that Found new raps with tight blonde streaks in the middle 

Or die blue black 

Q grill write the ill make you raise your brow 

And still be the illest mad years from now 

All the way hell out 

Ayyo the realness, start from back in the days 

In QB, when niggas had they grimy ways 

Up in the street when thugs had to hold they heat but never me 

I slipped them off they own two feet 

If you don't know I think you besta keep your flow 

I'm the type of cat that'll just split your fro 

And leave a big part you don't really want it to start 

Catch you on a sunny day in front your crib double park 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you want 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you need 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you aint got 

We gon give y'all niggas hot shit to blow the spot 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you want 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you need 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you aint got 

We gon give y'all niggas hot shit to blow the spot 

What 

Panic and schizophrenic, sylvy-atlantic 

Wrap up your face in ceramic, goddamit we controllin the planet 

Ask Mary, the way my shit vary the shit is scary 

Havin you movin Larry hopin my niggas hear me 

Timin the rhyme, flossin canary diamond me and my niggas 

Forever shinin y'all niggas been noble like a TV show 

Simon and Simon 

Chip in a million christenin you listenin 

Now I own the pot I'm pissin in 

I be wetter than mystic gellin off me 'cause you unrealistic 

I eat y'all niggas like a box of frozen fishsticks 

Shortest nigga in my clique to hit y'all with the biggest dick 

Oooh what y'all niggas want kidnap em wit a gun throw you in the 

Car trunk 

Sucker think he can whoop me nigga whole style chump 

Tightest new releases 

Pocket size increases 

Jesus, Flipmode blow the spot to pieces 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you want 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you need 

We gon give y'all niggas everything that you aint got 

We gon give y'all niggas hot shit to blow the spot