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