Massa Sir

[Hook] Can I whip it like massa sir While my wrist put in time Make that dope, jump and say massa sir Whip it like massa sir (Oh Lord!) In the field with the pipe Moving work all night like massa sir [Verse 1] I got more chains than a fucking slave And I still work for them Jeffersons Even in their grave I don't fuck with niggas on the KKK Only be bullets in my door so please don't catch a straight It's been a really, really long and hot day Standing in the middle of the field Nigga I don't need to say it I'm in New York moving packs from the underground Railroad train If Nat Turner was here, he may do the same [Hook] So can I whip it like massa sir While my wrist put in time Make that dope, jump and say massa sir Whip it like massa sir (Oh Lord!) In the field with the pipe Moving work all night like massa sir [Verse 2] Up rob whipping on that polish Genie, rash nigga fetch the Brazilian Bikini, they disappear like the nigga magic Houdini, on the stove whipping white in the pot It's fettuccine with the chicken sauce And this bitch wanna lick it off Damn why you wanna lick it off? Pitch up to picture us I knew that I was missing soft In the trap by myself with the kitchen locked Can't trust nobody, even blood family they'll do you That's why I keep the banger on me at the least with the fat clip Even at the family reunion Gotta get the trap hotter it ain't booming So I'm whipping up the curry with the cumin I'm out here, I'm maneuvering In my new white whip I'm zooming [Hook + Breakdown] Can I whip it like massa sir While my wrist put in time Make that dope, jump and say massa sir Whip it like massa sir (Oh Lord!) In the field with the pipe Moving work all night like massa sir