The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Uh, Lil' Flip
I'm hoppin' out in a Fendi suit
I got DVDs in my Bentley coupe
I got hos that's 22
They buy me clothes and tennis shoes
I'm so throwed when it come to hos
Before I get they phone number, they come outta they clothes
I might take 'em to Papa Deaux's
But only if she a proper ho
I gotta 'lac (what kind), a Cadillac Escalade
I'm wearin' Jordans (which ones?), very first ones made
I gotta watch (what kind?), iced-out Cartier
I gotta Rolley, but that's somethin' that I hardly wear
I'm Lil' Flip, the coldest freestyle ever
Since day one I was programmed to get this cheddar
[Chorus]
Who you drive? Platinum cars
Who you pull? Platinum stars
Who you write? Platinum bars
Platinum teeth, inside yo' jaws
Diamond gon' rock my platinum wrist
Platinum toilet to take a -ish
Gold is old, and platinum is happenin'
So, whodi, watch this
Yeah, it's Koopa
Gotta green back, stack in my palm
I come in Yukon black with alarm
Ice on the arm and a platinum charm
And you prolly had a thought about jackin' it, nah
Of course you didn't, nigga, the force is hittin'
Behind the throwback I show that the boys is trippin'
Beam me up, Scotty, sky hit a force and lift him
Top on the drop, yeah, of course it's missin'
Don't want her man to know
That I'm-a hit when I'm finished, I'm-a hand the ho
Back to her man before he even have to know
A weddin' ring ain't somethin' I'm-a hand the ho
Do money grow on trees? Nigga, the answer's no
I treat Gs like seeds--get a grand to grow
Car lookin' like a zoo in a candy store
Alligator on the floor with a candy door
Can't stand me, no, 'cause I'm havin' dough
I keep a tune on me just like a mechanic flow
You ain't gettin' paper what you up in the game fo'?
Gettin' paper now couldn't be a complainer
Trunk lift up at a acute angle
Isosceles triangle pokin' outta my swangers
Chain cost me ten Gs
Independent--no label could pimp me
So it really ain't a thing you could get free
Unless you tryin' to get them chains off of Pimp, see
We jammin' UGK, you see the jewelry?
Cover ya eyes; it'll blind like a U.T. Ray
Stay throwed in the game, holdin' the grain (yeah)
Ice and the white gold in my chain
Raisin' the trunk and showin' my bang
Hos on the swangs while the door's color change
Nah, I won't let the change go to my brain
Respect better be somethin' you hope in the game
You gon' mess around and get choked with ya chain
Flip, Bun, and Chamillion in control in the game
[Chorus]
U (under), G (ground), K (kings)
Bitch, I'm the king of the underground
And the pope of Port Arthur
Keep that fire heat on ya street
And a meat in your daughter
Got no love for a hater, got no hate for a lover
Just distribute my pollution, keepin' weight undercover
My brother, now we back up on the block again
I got them rocks again, and the blocks again
Until the cops come in
But, see, they better bring the SWAT, my friend
Because I promise that we not runnin'
Nigga, we gon' be here all day
Posted in this hallway
Keep them cluckers comin' in 'cause we serve 'em all
Them nickles and dimes and quarters
That pop of the rock you a boughta
But ? we oughta, nigga, we turnin' ya projects into the Carter
Got automatic starters for they automatics' choppers
And the Texas boy a automatic to break you off somethin' proper
I knock off a bopper, break down a bird and bust me a flow
I'm down with the Pimp and the Prince
From now, forever, you don't like it; you must be a ho, so
[Chorus]
I'm hoppin' out in a Fendi suit
I got DVDs in my Bentley coupe
I got hos that's 22
They buy me clothes and tennis shoes
I'm so throwed when it come to hos
Before I get they phone number, they come outta they clothes
I might take 'em to Papa Deaux's
But only if she a proper ho
I gotta 'lac (what kind), a Cadillac Escalade
I'm wearin' Jordans (which ones?), very first ones made
I gotta watch (what kind?), iced-out Cartier
I gotta Rolley, but that's somethin' that I hardly wear
I'm Lil' Flip, the coldest freestyle ever
Since day one I was programmed to get this cheddar
[Chorus]
Who you drive? Platinum cars
Who you pull? Platinum stars
Who you write? Platinum bars
Platinum teeth, inside yo' jaws
Diamond gon' rock my platinum wrist
Platinum toilet to take a -ish
Gold is old, and platinum is happenin'
So, whodi, watch this
Yeah, it's Koopa
Gotta green back, stack in my palm
I come in Yukon black with alarm
Ice on the arm and a platinum charm
And you prolly had a thought about jackin' it, nah
Of course you didn't, nigga, the force is hittin'
Behind the throwback I show that the boys is trippin'
Beam me up, Scotty, sky hit a force and lift him
Top on the drop, yeah, of course it's missin'
Don't want her man to know
That I'm-a hit when I'm finished, I'm-a hand the ho
Back to her man before he even have to know
A weddin' ring ain't somethin' I'm-a hand the ho
Do money grow on trees? Nigga, the answer's no
I treat Gs like seeds--get a grand to grow
Car lookin' like a zoo in a candy store
Alligator on the floor with a candy door
Can't stand me, no, 'cause I'm havin' dough
I keep a tune on me just like a mechanic flow
You ain't gettin' paper what you up in the game fo'?
Gettin' paper now couldn't be a complainer
Trunk lift up at a acute angle
Isosceles triangle pokin' outta my swangers
Chain cost me ten Gs
Independent--no label could pimp me
So it really ain't a thing you could get free
Unless you tryin' to get them chains off of Pimp, see
We jammin' UGK, you see the jewelry?
Cover ya eyes; it'll blind like a U.T. Ray
Stay throwed in the game, holdin' the grain (yeah)
Ice and the white gold in my chain
Raisin' the trunk and showin' my bang
Hos on the swangs while the door's color change
Nah, I won't let the change go to my brain
Respect better be somethin' you hope in the game
You gon' mess around and get choked with ya chain
Flip, Bun, and Chamillion in control in the game
[Chorus]
U (under), G (ground), K (kings)
Bitch, I'm the king of the underground
And the pope of Port Arthur
Keep that fire heat on ya street
And a meat in your daughter
Got no love for a hater, got no hate for a lover
Just distribute my pollution, keepin' weight undercover
My brother, now we back up on the block again
I got them rocks again, and the blocks again
Until the cops come in
But, see, they better bring the SWAT, my friend
Because I promise that we not runnin'
Nigga, we gon' be here all day
Posted in this hallway
Keep them cluckers comin' in 'cause we serve 'em all
Them nickles and dimes and quarters
That pop of the rock you a boughta
But ? we oughta, nigga, we turnin' ya projects into the Carter
Got automatic starters for they automatics' choppers
And the Texas boy a automatic to break you off somethin' proper
I knock off a bopper, break down a bird and bust me a flow
I'm down with the Pimp and the Prince
From now, forever, you don't like it; you must be a ho, so
[Chorus]
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