[Intro]
Live and direct from the traps of the A-town, n***a
West side, Bankhead, n***a
Pimp Squad Clique, n***a
Grand Hustle, pimp
Say I'm mad, huh?
Your faggot ass gon' be mad in a minute (Sissy ass n***a)
(Hey, let's go, n***a) I'mma hit your faggot ass in the mouth when I see ya, n***a
Fuck what you heard, homie, leprechaun ass n***a

[Verse]
I'm king of the place called home of the bass
He emerged at the trap, from the zone of the flake
Caught a case and he still keep a chrome on his waist
For the haters and the fakes gettin' thrown in the way
Like a pussy n***a named Lil' Wesley, tryna test me
On your best behavior what your faggot ass best be
Choose words carefully when you address me
You ain't gotta like me, but you gonna respect me
(Or else) or else you get wet like a jet ski
N***a take ten of these and live, that'll impress me
Say I wanna rap on your song and you ain't let me
See you on the front of The Source, like that upset me
N***a fuck you in the ass, I ain't mad 'bout shit,
Try Tip, shot quick, that's all your ass gon' get
And I ain't finna put a mask on, Flip
I'mma empty out the clip and your ass gon' flip
Bet your mom and your dad gon' trip
But them the consequences try to mash on Tip
N***a, lyrically I'll murk you, physically I'll hurt you
You ain't never ran the streets, you had a curfew
Pussy n***a playin' with me, you'll be in the dirt soon
Look you in the eye see you sweet like perfume (muah)
So go on, keep runnin' ya dick suckers
I'mma swing, show the world that you just a big sucker
Daddy shoulda got some head, wish he woulda worn a rubber but he didn't
So now I guess the world gotta suffer
You the kind of wanksta, gangsta's don' had enough of
So I'mma take pride when I ride through and bust ya
Tip will be the reason for the saddest day your momma seen
When I let this K slay a n***a like the Drama King
Better find a n***a to try, n***a I ain't the one
I got 99 problems, Lil' Flip ain't one (ha, hey, hey)
[Chorus]
I got 99 problems, Lil' Flip ain't one
This pussy n***a wanted beef well he found him some
I got 99 problems, Lil' Flip ain't one (haaaa, hey, hey)
I said, I got 99 problems, Lil' Flip ain't one
Fuck boy you wanted beef, well you found you some
I got 99 problems, Lil' Flip ain't one

[Lil' Flip sample]
Scarface is the king of the South

[Verse 2]
Pussy n***a, shut the fuck up
I'm cool with Face even he know that you a sucker
Paul Wall runnin' Texas along with Slim Thug
Mike Jones, ESG, and Z-Ro some real hustlers
You ain't never been a Botany Boy, you just a buster
Never been seen outside on the Southside, sucka
Now you puttin' on like you run shit
After 3rd go to jail with this leprechaun shit
Half time you don't like what I'm sayin' then buck
N***a swing when you see me, n***a, I don't give a fuck!
'Cause I know you just a lame and your partners ain't tough
Know your aim ain't shit and know your fight game suck
So I couldn't imagine you what G's would wanna listen to
Just some kids, women and a lot of homosexuals
I'm a stand up guy, man I'm into principle
All you do is lie and everything you say is fictional
I demand my respect, I die about that
But I'mma hit you with the tech and let you lie about that
So keep me out your raps or this shit ain't done
I got 99 Problems, Lil' Flip ain't one (come on)
[Chorus]
I say, 99 problems, Lil' Flip ain't one
Pussy n***a wanted beef well he found him some
I got 99 probelms, Lil' Flip ain't one

[Outro]
Lil who?
Say fuck, n***a
I heard you talk about me, n***a
You wanna see me, n***a? Come see me, n***a
ATL, Westside, Zone 1, you understand that, n***a? (Bankhead)
Mattafact, I'll come see you, n***a,
In the suburban area of Houston, n***a, I know you can't come to the city, n***a
Fuck boy
N***a, weren't you a janitor in high school? you sucka ass n***a (thought we forgot?)
N***a, Hump said he made you put on the mothafuckin' leprechaun suit, n***a, you talk about you got rich off that shit, n***a you ain't even get no car n***a 'till this next album (you little bow tie wearin' ass n***a)
And it's leased too, n***a, huh
You betta not go over 20,000 miles, n***a, that's fifteen hundred extra, you know what I'm sayin'
You sucka ass n***a (top hat wearin' ass n***a, ha ha ha),
N***a, How I'm Livin'?
N***a what? N***a, n***a you rented that mothafuckin' house in Galveston on How I'm Living, n***a for six thousand dollars, n***a, you think I ain't know about that, don't ya, n***a?
I'mma expose yo' pussy ass n***a
You ho ass n***a
Wait 'till I see ya, I'mma slap you in them white gold teeth you got n***a, that ain't no mothafuckin' platinum
30 G's my ass, n***a, haaaa
N***a you must've forgot, n***a, Paul Wall made grills, n***a, that's my mothafuckin' partner, n***a
30 G's my mothafuckin' ass, n***a
I'mma get a grill, n***a, just to show yo' motherfucking ass what 30 G's look like, fuck boy
Ha!
Lil' Flip, man, how dare you, for real, man
King of the mothafuckin' South, n***a
The audacity of this ho n***a, man can you believe it?
Lil' Flip, man, will you get me one of them bow ties, one of them top hats, for me please, I need one
One of them glitter bow ties, one of them top hats
I want...This Halloween I wanna be the leprechaun, this Halloween
'Could I please get a glitter bow tie and a top hat, please?
And my very own pot of gold to squat over like a little bitch,, you sucka ass sweet boy n***a, n***a, I mothafuckin' beat yo' ass, man
You gon' make a n***a do somethin' to yo' little pussy ass, man
Keep on talkin', n***a
I'm done with you for now n***a, I be back though n***a
I'm done with you for the moment
Ha
[Lil' Flip sample]
And I'll adore you, I'll treat you like milk
I'll do nothing but spoil you