| Whippin' again
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| Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it again, yeah
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| Back at it again
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| Back at it, back at it, back at it again
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| All winter, all summer
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| Range Rovers and black Hummers
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| Ain’t go dumb, I went dumber
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| When it go down, don’t go under
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| Whippin' again
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| Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it again, yeah
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| Back at it again
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| Back at it, back at it, back at it again
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| All winter, all summer
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| Range Rovers and black Hummers
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| Ain’t go dumb, I went dumber
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| When it go down, don’t go under
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| Sell a bird KFC
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| There was twenty LLCs
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| «Alexa, play who played me»
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| Just made a mill like Meek
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| Pick a side, no in-between
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| Roll a L with the winning team
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| She a King like Billie Jean
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| I want smoke, yeah, nicotine
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| Is you finer than Fashion Nova?
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| I wanna really see what’s in them jeans
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| Is that a lace-front, real hair extension
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| Or just a quick weave?
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| I’m 'bout the S with the lines through 'em
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| Partition with the blinds pulled
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| Had a deal on the table from Arm &Hammer
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| I was gon' sign to 'em
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| Whippin' again
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| Whippin' again, once again, yeah
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| Out on the East
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| Park up the Benz on the sand, yeah
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| Skrrt off the block
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| Hittin' your crib, no advance, yeah
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| Rip off the shirt
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| Rip off the, rip off the, rip off the pants
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| Do it, no hands, yeah
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| Do it, no hands, damn
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| While we throw bands in
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| While we throw bands up
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| They really wanna keep us outside (Outside)
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| 'Cause you know we go way too live (Too Live)
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| Too turnt up for your club (Too turnt up)
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| 4AM, ain’t fucked up
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| GLS 63 Benz
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| Yeah, it really depends
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| Yeah, I’m covered, I’m drenched
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| Wet floor signs, hope you don’t slip
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| Yeah, my homie a Crip
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| Seafood and you is a shrimp
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| Runnin' tall, you gon' need stilts (Tall)
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| Rap or Go to the League blimp
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| Hit a home-run off a bunt, yeah (Outta here)
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| She do whatever I want, yeah
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| I had the Maybach for five years
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| And still never sat in the front
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| I bought a designer lil' momma on Prada
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| And she got a body, pick her out a line-up
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| If she ever leave me, I’m coming to find her
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| Whippin' the kitchen like chef had katanas
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| Yeah
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| Back at it again
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| Whippin' again, once again, yeah
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| Out on the East
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| Park up the Benz on the sand, yeah
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| Skrrt off the block
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| Hittin' your crib, no advance, yeah
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| Rip off the shirt
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| Rip off the, rip off the, rip off the pants
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| Do it, no hands, yeah
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| Do it, no hands, damn
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| While we throw bands in
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| While we throw bands up
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| They really wanna keep us outside
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| 'Cause you know we go way too live
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| Too turnt up for your club
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| 4AM, ain’t fucked up
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| Yeah
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| Whippin' again
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| Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it again, yeah
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| Back at it again
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| Back at it, back at it, back at it again
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| All winter, all summer
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| Range Rovers and black Hummers
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| Ain’t go dumb, I went dumber
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| When it go down, don’t go under
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| Whippin' again
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| Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it again, yeah
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| Back at it again
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| Back at it, back at it, back at it again
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| All winter, all summer
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| Range Rovers and black Hummers
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| Ain’t go dumb, I went dumber
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| When it go down, don’t go under |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Whip , by - 2 Chainz. Song from the album Rap Or Go To The League, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп