Whip It Songtext
von Casey Veggies
Whip It Songtext
The way it stack like Wayne and Pain cause I can′t believe it
I be stunting in the hood like it ain't no secret
Pull up two door up in Compton and I′m bumping Jeezy
And my girl hop in the car then she turn on Stevie
Most these rap niggas be straight rhyming reason
I be swagging, my shit hotter than Top Ramen even
Out in Houston, yeah, and that's just for the weekend
All my niggas waking up like we hitting dreams then
Niggas sipping lean, Japanese ripped up jeans
Why you icy flip the team, that's why my main chick a queen
I put on for my city, she put on tight jeans
And then show her ass, and it′s everything what it seems
My cuzzo rock a ring, sock you in your spleen
Gotta keep your heart strong through all these broken dreams
I rock three chains and my soul really made me bling
At the El Rey, sold out and I′m only 18
My life switch with me went on a different scenes
Copped my momma Tiffany's, God singing symphonies
Cape on, chest out, feeling like Hercules
At the mall going hard making purchases
I went up, I came down off adversity
Baby girl never went to no university
She was dropping it off at Spot
Doing it all for the guap
Hope her heart make it stop, take a shot for her
Had dreams of the crib, suicide doors
I′m a dog for the money on all fours
Didn't want to ride Honda or no Accords
Baby girl bad and she call me lord
Whip it, put it in the pot, then you make it stir
Baby need a job and I got that work
She was acting shy so I went in first
How she get this fly? I invented her
Whip it, put it in the pot, then you make it stir
Baby need a job and I got that work
She was acting shy so I went in first
How she get this fly? I invented her
My fans want sequels, my clan run equal
Girl I wish I could redo every time I gotta leave you
Living lethal, dodging evil when I′m steady flexing
Sending signs to the sky, hope he get the message
What do you do when your first rhymes get old?
Your mind get grown and it's time to get on
Only make songs with a vibe that hit home
I put rims on my flaws and I tick my wrongs
She told me, she told me she can′t leave, she already gone
I could quit right now, I'm already on
That's a hot right now, got this shit on lockdown
Like murder, eight counts, you ain′t never gon′ get out
Nah, this world ain't never gon′ be proud
But at least I gave my all and I made my momma smile
Passion and heavy flow, grass with a steady growth
Yeah girl I want your heart, ass, and your schedule
Whip it, put it in the pot, then you make it stir
Baby need a job and I got that work
She was acting shy so I went in first
How she get this fly? I invented her
Whip it, put it in the pot, then you make it stir
Baby need a job and I got that work
She was acting shy so I went in first
How she get this fly? I invented her
I be stunting in the hood like it ain't no secret
Pull up two door up in Compton and I′m bumping Jeezy
And my girl hop in the car then she turn on Stevie
Most these rap niggas be straight rhyming reason
I be swagging, my shit hotter than Top Ramen even
Out in Houston, yeah, and that's just for the weekend
All my niggas waking up like we hitting dreams then
Niggas sipping lean, Japanese ripped up jeans
Why you icy flip the team, that's why my main chick a queen
I put on for my city, she put on tight jeans
And then show her ass, and it′s everything what it seems
My cuzzo rock a ring, sock you in your spleen
Gotta keep your heart strong through all these broken dreams
I rock three chains and my soul really made me bling
My life switch with me went on a different scenes
Copped my momma Tiffany's, God singing symphonies
Cape on, chest out, feeling like Hercules
At the mall going hard making purchases
I went up, I came down off adversity
Baby girl never went to no university
She was dropping it off at Spot
Doing it all for the guap
Hope her heart make it stop, take a shot for her
Had dreams of the crib, suicide doors
I′m a dog for the money on all fours
Didn't want to ride Honda or no Accords
Baby girl bad and she call me lord
Whip it, put it in the pot, then you make it stir
Baby need a job and I got that work
She was acting shy so I went in first
How she get this fly? I invented her
Whip it, put it in the pot, then you make it stir
Baby need a job and I got that work
She was acting shy so I went in first
How she get this fly? I invented her
My fans want sequels, my clan run equal
Girl I wish I could redo every time I gotta leave you
Living lethal, dodging evil when I′m steady flexing
Sending signs to the sky, hope he get the message
What do you do when your first rhymes get old?
Your mind get grown and it's time to get on
Only make songs with a vibe that hit home
I put rims on my flaws and I tick my wrongs
She told me, she told me she can′t leave, she already gone
I could quit right now, I'm already on
That's a hot right now, got this shit on lockdown
Like murder, eight counts, you ain′t never gon′ get out
Nah, this world ain't never gon′ be proud
But at least I gave my all and I made my momma smile
Passion and heavy flow, grass with a steady growth
Yeah girl I want your heart, ass, and your schedule
Whip it, put it in the pot, then you make it stir
Baby need a job and I got that work
She was acting shy so I went in first
How she get this fly? I invented her
Whip it, put it in the pot, then you make it stir
Baby need a job and I got that work
She was acting shy so I went in first
How she get this fly? I invented her
Writer(s): Gerald V. Casale, Mark Allen Mothersbaugh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
