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pablo allah - whip lyrics

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whipping in the pot in the whip wit yo bop
that hoe wanna count this cheese we getting cream f-ck yo crop
im on all these different mixtures she want pesos i want top
mixin karo u get popped ain’t no slanging on my block

cup full of henn i don’t f-ck no jack
couple b-tches on my d-ck she want it all in her back
she say she never see em like me told her chill out relax
u need to just find me a sack
don’t bring out da act
cause tonight b-tch on bottles
getting turnt to the max
bring some b-tches got my zombies
we gone fog out the lac
ain’t no need for you no downers
we don’t f-ck with no blacks
u won’t see me with no reggie
now i only grams
getting faded every day b-tch that’s the way we roll
you in the presence of the greatest b-tch don’t step on my coat
im on all these different thangs i think my brain on remote
she heard that i was a god so she drop down to her toes
rocking out got these bands on like the night show
kicking it with b-tches from mississippi who like hoes
im just tryna see if she with the sh-t or she might go back kick her out the trap treat her like some jack cause im

whipping in the pot in the whip wit yo bop
that hoe wanna count this cheese we getting cream f-ck yo crop
im on all these different mixtures she want pesos i want top
mixin karo u get popped ain’t no slanging on my block

we was moving soap back in bout 04 right on mcgowen
she like uppers we on downers we pours 4s up til we drowsy
i don’t like f-ckin with new b-tches my old hoes all astounding
i put mannon on to her poppa poppin zanny til she outty
ima mf monster beast a savage let u have it
i might f-ck her if she lavish
put my kids right on her lashes
i dont like f-ckin with bougie b-tches but my hoes the baddest
she gone toot it let me tap it dat booty was acrobatic
she snap it backwards
she say my d-ck should be up in the rafters
this a cl-ssic no jur-ssic ima raptor mix with panther
blacking out b-tch im on half a zip puffin but i ain’t p-ssing it
ima pastor b-tch gimmie that bread and bet not ask for sh-t
leaking since lincoln been had the rachet since attucks
all my homies been banging don’t give a f-ck bout frabics
i got the chiii if you need it but you can’t get you a fraction these hoes know i got the magic momma raised her a savage i been

whipping in the pot in the whip wit yo bop
that hoe wanna count this cheese we getting cream f-ck yo crop
im on all these different mixtures she want pesos i want top
mixin karo u get popped ain’t no slanging on my block



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