Im callin shot after shot, whether you like it or not



its takes more than a plot, to knock this P from the top



as Flizy conquer this land, wit destiny in my hands



cause Minny Mae in demand, and mista stand with the plan



that's more efficient with others, most involving my brothers



the one who realla than killaz and down to dump on tha devil



apon the funkiest scrub, dump some slugs in they mug



and Flizy bucking so wild wit bubble wild in my cup



and Playa Fly nigga what, and I love what you like



but only if you like the right cause wrong aint keeping me tight



and Im gonna step on some toes, and Im gonna bring me a load



a treal of Minny Mae members, who want some platinum and gold



we smooth the rockiest road, and take a pump to you chumps



and label all of my foes, as good as Willie lump, lumps



you laying under my posse, we full of vosse and crunk



and aint no calming us down, so stop the passing the funk.







Chorus:



We come to get a nigga buck and we aint givin a fuck



We get you buck, We get buck, and we aint givin a fuck



(Repeat x4)







I put this here on the map, and they didnt like it from scratch



I lay this funk on the table and put beside it the facts



Fly sit deep in the snow wit big O'l Zeke on tha blow



we ever loving this dust and still controlling this hoe



you see me rolling wit Lou, South 51 with Peru



we ball from Mempho to N.O and lock it tight as a jew



I'm one the few on tha prowl, and Fly dont fuck wit a crowd



I like enjoying my drugs so listen close to my voul



this mister Playa Flizy you take this mighty wizhight



as Inbbins (IBN) lawfully with it until the end of my life



and never have it to hold, but love and cherish this snow



on through my sickness and health, until my death Fly gonna blow



you might not like me no mo, and Fly dont need a preacher, 



for this here funk I got love



and indeed dope buying dubs, Fly smoke the prettiest bud



and wait and shake full of skunk



for this Fly live, i need to love, so pass this Playa tha funk.







[Chorus] (Repeat 4x)







Im on it night after night, Im catchin flight after flight



and Flizy landing aint happy unless my candy is white



they call it yeahyo up north, and yeah for short in the south



I got my purr's on that pure, I put the funk in the house



back wit R.E.G in the day Lil Flizy could not get paid



to even speak or hit peak, and now I bump on that bay



I keep my habits intact, cant have them holding me back



wont see me showing no slack, might see me snowin a pack



you got the closet to full, a its so full of this bull



I never dwell in the place, but towards the real ones I pulled



wit salsa pure on the salsa hits 



it cost a arm and a leg, and tie a torso and head



so boys its best you invest, before the party gets started



cause Flizy tootin wit hardin, 



once the mission commence Lil Walter Lee wont be stopping it



and its so rarely we kick it, but Im gonna handle this one



cause see I live for the funk and I love the funk.







[Chorus] (Repeat 4x)







The prince of Tee, Gangsta B, a funky crown on Lil E



and Tony crown Tony B. slick sport crown for the sneeze



and Pervis powder deserve it, Enerst P crown is dirty



my fellow funk in Kazeem, crown Gangsta Weaze in a hurry



on to, a crown on Lil Red, and Key, Pede, Forty and Bled



I mean Phylicia, Ced & Ded and Dre be crownin the feds



got snow and Kings on the L, wit crowns that fit him so well



big Moss stay strapped wit some scar, Carlos P lock tight like jail



and fruity crown dirty Dud, on everything that Fly love, and CoCo crown Carlos Moss



but he didn't do it that much, from Mr. Meme to Frost



from Blizo to Peter Paul, Fly didnt forget you Big Alta



Big Ice why crown for my dog, and its so many of y'all



and Fly aint callin yo name, Fly aint neglecting sniffas



Im just so full of this cain, and done done this here wit you



and I aint doin no junk



because I need the Funk so pass me the Funk.