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Whip Wit

Rob Davis

13.08.2015

13

Rap

Tekst piosenki
Chorus: Give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin) Give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin) If you askin nicely you might get shit But don't you touch my plate this ain't no picnic (nah) She ain't chasing money she's just chasing dick He ain't chasin hundreds he gon' chase that chick Give them something they can ride in that Whip wit Give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin) Verse 1: I Be speedin' up on 95 hit 95 See them flashing lights I tell them cops come catch me bye See them flashing lights I tell them cops come catch me bye Cause I'ma hit the pedal harder and just let it fly I hit 100, 120 then 130 He gonna try to Burn me cause he know I'm ridin dirty But I won't let him get me I'm a speed up to 140 He thought that he could catch me now I got him looking corny Yeah my life's a lot of things but I can't ever say it's boring Fuck a high-speed chase I'll just do it for the story Cause I'm on my road to glory paved that path on my own On a brand-new Street hit the gas and I'm gone I gotta find a way Tryna make it out of state As long as you stay out My Way then we make peace like Nama Ste I'ma learn from my mistakes don't try to eat from of my plate You touch my cake I'll smash your face And send you right up to them gates Chorus: Give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin) Give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin) If you askin nicely you might get shit But don't you touch my plate this ain't no picnic (nah) She ain't chasing money she's just chasing dick He ain't chasin hundreds he gon' chase that chick Give them something they can ride in that Whip wit Give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin) Verse 2: OK we lost him we can slow down we just cruising now We pop the top and crack a window spark a Doobie now We gonna spark some loud Every time I blow a cloud You'll feel your eardrums blowing out My bro like can you turn it down I say Nade My roll game too proper You take it to the head now your new name Harry Potter Go tell Wild Life I got us Cause I'm my only sponsor So every time you say my name that's gonna cost a dollar (hahaha) 10 to 20 if you gonna catch my next show How you gonna stack your bread if you can't even get dough Damn all this green you would think we in a meadow Make them girls give me mental because I said so I'm R-O-B D-A-V--I-S All these rappers think they're beats I'ma eat and digest Tell them feed me beats til I'm obese and I guess That will be the end of me but still I haven't died yet (So I'm just gonna) Chorus: Give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin) Give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin) If you askin nicely you might get shit But don't you touch my plate this ain't no picnic (nah) She ain't chasing money she's just chasing dick He ain't chasin hundreds he gon' chase that chick Give them something they can ride in that Whip wit Give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin)
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