yavid – red whip lyrics
your baby on me look nice
your lady on me look nice
boi trust me i am so trife
if she look twice ima cook her no ice
money comin i don’t use the phone
throw a signal w my hand to my cabrone
knockem down
i’ll set em up and h-ll knockem down
20 zippers on me no jacket
no gps and we road map it
driver on adrenal and yellow jackets
we don’t drive unless the p-ssy want the whole package
that’s 20 grand off in reebok baggage
for 20 racks we both need a ratchet
remember we used to split our sandwich
watch my six if he flinch boi lettem have it
oh oh oh
that’s that red pit
that’s my red b-tch
that’s that red whip
i cook it up in kool aid it got that red tint
gottem clamoring
got your mans and them orderin up hammers and
they say they want war i don’t think they understanding man
ive sat on a boy for months to learn his patterns and
that’s my red whip
that’s my red b-tch
that’s my red pit
when my dogs get a sniff boi your dead sh-t
the 80s on me look nice
i got 80 on me cocaine white
run the big plays like j rice
for the sushi they get to me they gonna gimme life
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