Ana Got Me Clickin

[Hook Lil Fly]
'Til you hold 'em out, mothasuckas come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin', 'cause I'm on that snow
'Til-'til you hold 'em out, mothasuckas come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin', 'cause I'm on that snow
'Til-'til you hold 'em out, mothasuckas come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin', 'cause I'm on that snow
'Til-'til you hold 'em out, mothasuckas come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin', 'cause I'm on that snow

[Verse 1: Lil Fly]
H'izz'o, don't you kn'izz'o that that anna got me fuckin' clickin'
Keep that sh'izz'it to yourself, h'izz'o you just testin' pimpin'
When you testin' pimpin', ho
You limpin' towards your fuckin' death
H'izz'id in your grave, full of rage, with your bad self
Made my pimpin' just a little bigger, bustas can't compare
Smoke them lemons like some mega blunts, put 'em in the 'izz'air
Put them busta suckas in the wind, Mr. Ibn
Dwellin' with the lunatic, Fl'izz'y has no fuckin' friends
Friends that turn they back
'Cause they ass done turned in fuckin' green
Green with envy, jealous bitches tryin' to kick it on Fly scene
But them lemons claim they got your back, lay it d'izz'own Jack
Cl'izz'ick with some trill niggas, buck them niggas on Lil's sack
Like hangin' on my nigga sack, mr. Fly can't stand this shit
'Cause if you hangin' by my nuts, then h'izz'o, you can suck my dick
Fl'izz'y 'bout to clown, 'cause I'm down on that funky shit
Tr'izz'ick talkin' sh'izz'it, busta suckas, come get some of this

[Hook Lil Fly]
'Til-'til you hold 'em out, mothasuckas come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin', 'cause I'm on that snow
'Til-'til you hold 'em out, mothasuckas come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin', 'cause I'm on that snow
'Til-'til you hold 'em out, mothasuckas come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin', 'cause I'm on that snow
'Til-'til you hold 'em out, mothasuckas come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin', 'cause I'm on that snow

[Verse 2: Lil Fly]
Busta in a crowd, talkin' loud, you ain't sayin' shit
Run your m'izz'outh like a junky fiendin' for another hit
Shut your fuckin' tr'izz'ap, ho, before Lil Fl'izz'y come on in
Have you h'izz'eard once before, I'm evil with Fly skin and grin
Grinnin' and I'm schemin', trick, I'm thinkin' how to touch this ho
Fl'izz'ow, get that ch'izz'o out the stash, this lemon gotta g'izz'o
Strappin' in the nino five, chillin' in the nino quad
Three aimed weapons at yo' ass if you think Lil Fly gon' nod
Ho, I just can't nod, oh my God, what you gonna do?
If you clicked up with them pigs, mr. Fly gon' buck you, too
Ch'izz'll under sounds, lay you down, split your fuckin' crown
Crown in half, make me laugh, how you like Fly 80 rounds?
As Lil Fl'izz'y cross your ground, ho, you feel the mega clutch
Your st'izz'ash, ho, I gotta bust, and put your dick up in the dust
Don't you think I'm finna jump because you got that trigger itch
Come and get you some, body numb, none son of a biatch!

[Interlude: Lil Fly]
Yeah, ho
This Lil Fl'izz'y on that mothafuckin' Fl'izz'ow
To [?], bitch
Put them mothafuckin' jackets on Fly back
Ho, you talkin' all that weak ass shit
You need to come and get some of this
You know what I'm saying?
My nigga Bl'izz'o in this mothafucka, my nigga Lil Boom
Clickin', you know what I'm sayin'?
My nigga Lil Tony, Peewee, [?], the Orleans clique
All my niggas down South Park, that anna got us clickin'
And we ain't trippin', ho, 'cause we on that snow
My nigga T. Wright in this mothafucka

[Verse 3: Lil Fly]
H'izz'i don't you kn'izz'o, you corruptin' up your fuckin' life
Puttin' them jackets on Fly back, it's gonna be a deadly night
Stayin' out of sh'izz'ite, ho, is what the fuck you better do
Tell them folks "Fly on that dope, Lil Fl'izz'y gonna get you fool"
Ho, you test my pimpin', busta bitch, you better dodge and duck
Hit the fl'izz'y on that fl'izz'unk, ho, I just don't give a fuck
Tr'izz'ick just start tradin', pockets takin', cause a hit and rob
F'izz'uck you, you Northern Memphis nigga tryin' to claim you're hard
Brokeish ass niggas stealing cars, takin' on that scar
Fly heard it through the grapevine, ho
You locked up for a [?] charge
What's up to your brother, nigga, who you just be traitin' on
Momma she just buy your clothes, while you be lickin' pussy Jawn
How you claimin' fuckin' clout
When Tone Tree Posse punked you out?
Ho, you should have known that it's on, 'cause I'm from the South
So when you think of testin' nuts, h'izz'o, don't you think of me
In your mind, Lil Fly will become Fl'izz'y gonna get you, G
Your n'izz'i claim a bitch out to your name, we stalkin' on the front
Throw your hood, and smoke you, fool
While smokin' blunts, and hit that puff
So, if you smell your nuts, and think you tough
Fly ain't finna run
Yo d'izz'own, we'll RedRum you, bitch
So h'izz'o, come and get you some

[Hook Lil Fly]
'Til you hold 'em out, mothasuckas come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin', 'cause I'm on that snow
'Til-'til you hold 'em out, mothasuckas come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin', 'cause I'm on that snow
'Til-'til you hold 'em out, mothasuckas come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin', 'cause I'm on that snow
'Til-'til you hold 'em out, mothasuckas come get some of this
An-an-anna got me clickin'
I ain't trippin', 'cause I'm on that snow

[Outro: DJ Paul]
Ah, yeah, this Mista mothafuckin' DJ Paul doin' this shit, bitch
For anyone of you ho's wanna put my mothafuckin' name
In a song and diss me, bitch ass nigga
Bring that shit to the mothafuckin' door
Triple Six mothafuckin' Mafia, ho!