Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Reddi Wip, artist - Chris Brown. Date of issue: 12.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Reddi Wip |
| Baby, you gotta be tripping, put that booty away |
| You know I be sipping, got a bottle on the way |
| I stay on my pimping, diamonds jumping out the vase |
| Tell 'em get up out the way, nigga you can catch a fade |
| I’m tryna see, mami, remind me yeah |
| She like a tsunami, can’t lie to me yeah |
| She ride like Ducati, she goddess, yeah |
| Rev it all, oh my god |
| And I don’t really care if they know, I be sipping on the low |
| 'Cause you got the kinda body, make a papi want some more |
| Alright, dim the lights, let me hit you with that spice |
| I ain’t playing with you, want you to know |
| Girl, you got that Reddi Whip |
| Reddi Whip, Reddi Whip, awh yeah |
| Uh huh |
| I just wanna take a dip, in your Reddi Whip |
| Reddi Whip, awh yeah |
| Reddi Whip, I’m ready, I’m ready oh |
| I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready, Reddi Whip |
| I’m ready, I’m ready oh |
| I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready, Reddi Whip |
| Yeah, girl, what you doing tonight? |
| I’m on dirty Sprite, that means that I’m on you |
| Yeah, yeah, gripping your ass from the side |
| Look in my eyes, you know what you gon' do |
| Say what you say, make all them faces, make all them faces |
| Do it your way, do it your way yeah, ahh |
| All of these hours keep passing by |
| No, I don’t really care if they know, I be sipping on the low |
| 'Cause you got the kinda body, make a papi want some more |
| Alright, dim the lights, let me hit you with that spice |
| I ain’t playing with you, want you to know |
| Girl, you got that Reddi Whip |
| Reddi Whip, Reddi Whip, awh yeah |
| Uh huh |
| I just wanna take a dip, in your Reddi Whip |
| Reddi Whip, awh yeah |
| Reddi Whip, I’m ready, I’m ready oh |
| I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready, Reddi Whip |
| I’m ready, I’m ready oh |
| I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready, Reddi Whip |
| Yeah, girl, when we leaving the party |
| Put whipped cream on your thighs, licking cinnamon off you |
| Yeah, girl, you too sweet, they ain’t lying |
| And I thought my life was just fine, until I found you |
| Cake on my face, I wanna taste it, girl, let me taste it |
| I won’t say shit, you know I won’t say shit |
| All of these hours keep passing by |
| No I don’t really care if they know, I ain’t playing girl, I wanna lick you up |
| and down |
| Ah yeah, dim the lights, let me hit you with that spice, I ain’t playing, girl, |
| I want you to know |
| Girl you got that Reddi Whip |
| Reddi Whip, Reddi Whip, awh yeah |
| Uh huh |
| I just wanna take a dip, in your Reddi Whip |
| Reddi Whip, awh yeah |
| Reddi Whip, I’m ready, I’m ready oh |
| I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready, Reddi Whip |
| I’m ready, I’m ready oh |
| I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready, Reddi Whip |