[Hook]
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[Hook]
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Whippin it, whippin it, whipping it, whipping it
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Whippin it, whippin it, whipping it, whipping it
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I'm in the kitchen gaining weight, weight, weight
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I'm in the kitchen gaining weight, weight, weight
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Whippin it, whippin it, whipping it, whipping it
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Whippin it, whippin it, whipping it, whipping it
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I'm in the kitchen gaining weight, weight, weight
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I'm in the kitchen gaining weight, weight, weight
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Ok, I'm whippin up this dope flow, in that water like a robo
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The dick white like coco, no sleep, that's no dough
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The bills coming in too fast, can't sit back and can't slow poke
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Neat deep in that great a, breaking more bricks than a dojo
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My bitch crazy she loco, wouldn't trade her for yoho
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Well connected, I know foes, I get a mill for the lolo
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Riding round with that...
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You don't want it, I know so, that burner I, I'm drowing down
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You're more shook than a snow globe
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Damn the niggas so bitch made, I'm bout my cut like a switchblade
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I'm seeving fat and I'm on my job, no part time and no sick days
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Don trip, you know my nigga, your girlfriend so fixated
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Pay the cost, to be the boss, I am that, I didn't miss a payment
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I chase the money never miss or lated
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And I keep it movin like a spinning dradle
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I'm in that kitchen, cooking yams, and we ain't talking bout sweet potatoes
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I'm stupid dope, I'm igny pay, I'm juiced up like Minnie may
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And my name high, even in the shade
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And I'm set to blow like a hand grenade
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Getting blown like a blow dart, clicker animals know us all
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If we talking bout spit game, I got more flow than a coast guard
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My little brother, d boy, he turn the key like Mozart
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My pistol me, that sack on me, I'm riding lower than a gold cart, I'm
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[Hook]
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Whippin it, whippin it, whipping it, whipping it
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Whippin it, whippin it, whipping it, whipping it
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I'm in the kitchen gaining weight, weight, weight
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I'm in the kitchen gaining weight, weight, weight
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Whippin it, whippin it, whipping it, whipping it
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Whippin it, whippin it, whipping it, whipping it
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I'm in the kitchen gaining weight, weight, weight
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I'm in the kitchen gaining weight, weight, weight
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Get more head than a car tail, trap bad, full of grass
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Where I'm from, that's a yard sale
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Damn right, I'm the shit, bout my paper, cotton hill
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Yeah I know I'm a lil nigga, but I'm lifting weight no bar bell
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More jay than the tar hills, make that work cut cartwheels
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From my view, y'all pussies, hello kitty, Garfield
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Fish scale, no prom mill, more base than a ball field
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Digging in, we all feel, chopping trees like a sawmill
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You're not fucking with me, won't hesitate, the buster's in me
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Blood and sweat it's what it took to get it
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Now I'll slaughter you if you touch a penny
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I'm a trap nigga, fuck the gimmick, serving but I don't fuck with tennis
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A young nigga with no patience, a lot of money and a bunch of women
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Got your bitch but I'm uncommitted, we just fucking, it's nothing serious
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My murder, premeditated, that pussy call me, I come and kill it
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We're with the shit, I admit it, balling bitch, I'm off the pivot
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My flow, is ice cold, I spit that shit and I caught the shivers
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Whoa, I'm bout my hoe, fuck niggas can't piggy bag
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I switched my door, between the counts, ha
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I call that giving back
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You talk about it, I'm living it, king kong, that's a simple fact
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East side, that's where I'm from
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I'ma stand up, sitting fact!
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[Hook]
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Whippin it, whippin it, whipping it, whipping it
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Whippin it, whippin it, whipping it, whipping it
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I'm in the kitchen gaining weight, weight, weight
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I'm in the kitchen gaining weight, weight, weight
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Whippin it, whippin it, whipping it, whipping it
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Whippin it, whippin it, whipping it, whipping it
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I'm in the kitchen gaining weight, weight, weight
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I'm in the kitchen gaining weight, weight, weight.
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Whippin
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| Don Trip |
