Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whip, artist - French Montana. Album song Coke Boys, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.04.2012
Record label: Coke Boys
Song language: English
Whip |
Yeah |
Do it no hands, yeah, do it, no handstand |
They really wanna keep us outside |
'Cause you know we go way too live |
Whippin' again, whippin' and whippin' and whippin' again, yeah |
Back at again, back at it, back at it, back at again |
All winter, all summer |
Range Rovers and black Hummers |
Ain’t go dumb, I went dumber |
When it go down, don’t go under (Yeah) |
Whippin' again, whippin' and whippin' and whippin' again, yeah |
Back at it again, back at it, back at it, back at it again |
All winter, all summer |
Range Rovers and black Hummers |
Ain’t go dumb, I went dumber |
When it go down, don’t go under |
Sell a bird, KFC (Bird) |
And it was twenty LLC’s (Yeah) |
«Alexa, play,» who played me? |
(Me) |
Just made a mil' like Meek (Alright) |
Pick a side, no in-between |
Roll an L with the winning team |
She a king like Billie Jean (Billie) |
I want smoke, yeah, nicotine (Smoke) |
Is you finer than Fashion Nova? |
I wanna really see what’s in them jeans |
Is that a lace front real hair extension, or it’s just a quick weave? |
(What?) |
I’m 'bout the S with the lines through 'em |
Partition with the blinds pulled |
Had a deal on the table from Arm & Hammer, I was gon' sign to 'em |
Yeah |
Back at it again, whippin' again, once again, yeah (Yeah) |
Out on the East, park up the Benz on the sand, yeah (Yeah) |
Skrrt off the block, hittin' your crib, no advance, yeah (Yeah) |
Rip off the shirt, rip off the, rip off the, rip off the pants |
Do it no hands, yeah, do it, no handstand |
While we throw bands in, while we throw bands up |
They really wanna keep us outside (Outside) |
'Cause you know we go way too live (Too live) |
Too turnt up for your club (Too turnt up) |
4 AM, ain’t fucked up |
GLE, 63 Benz |
Yeah, it really depends (Yeah) |
Yeah, I’m covered, I’m drenched |
Wet floor signs, hope you don’t slip (Slip) |
Yeah, my homie a Crip (Woo) |
Seafood and you is a shrimp (Damn) |
Money tall, you gon' need stilts (Tall) |
Rap or Go to the League blimp, uh |
Hit a home run off a bunt, yeah (Out of here) |
She do whatever I want, yeah |
I had the Maybach for five years |
I still never sat in the front, yeah |
I bought her designer, lil' mama, I’m proud of her |
She got a body, pick her out a lineup |
She ever leave me, I’m comin' to find her |
Whip in the kitchen like chef at Katanas |
Yeah |
Back at it again, whippin' again, once again, yeah (Whip it, whip) |
Out on the East, park up the Benz on the sand, yeah (Yeah) |
Skrrt off the block, hittin' your crib, no advance, yeah (Yeah, yeah) |
Rip off the shirt, rip off the, rip off the, rip off the pants |
Do it no hands, yeah, do it, no handstand (Do it, do it) |
While we throw bands in, while we throw bands up |
They really wanna keep us outside |
'Cause you know we go way too live (Yeah) |
Too turnt up for your club |
4 AM, ain’t fucked up (Yeah) |
Whippin' again, whippin' and whippin' and whippin' again, yeah |
Back at it again, back at it, back at it, back at it again |
All winter, all summer |
Range Rovers and black Hummers |
Ain’t go dumb, I went dumber |
When it go down, don’t go under |
Whippin' again, whippin' and whippin' and whippin' again, yeah |
Back at it again, back at it, back at it, back at it again |
All winter, all summer |
Range Rovers and black Hummers |
Ain’t go dumb, I went dumber |
When it go down, don’t go under |