Whip Game Proper
(专辑: Adrenaline Rush 2007 - 2007)
[Chorus: Lil Wayne chopped & screwed] Whip game proper, whip game proper You know my whip game proper, whip prop-proper You know my whip game proper, whip game proper You kn.. a
package on the
way you know my whip game proper You know my whip game proper, whip-whip game proper You know my whip game proper, whip game proper Whip game proper, you know my whip game proper With my package on the
way you know whip game, whip proper [Twista over Chorus] Uhh, Twista and Weezy F. Baby, ya dig Whip game proper like behind the
wheel, behind the
stove (uhh) It don't matter (uhh) check it out [Twista] Whip game proper, co-caine chopper Don't offer me reefer unless you know the
flame proper You know I'm in somethin sick when you see the
Twista pop off Fucked up off juice and Vodka and high as a
helicopter In the
grape jelly Jag or peanut butter Bentley Or ruby Hummer cause a
few bitches is comin with me Or break down slowly I'm stallin off in the
stick shift (whoo) Mwah! Give my rims a
kiss, they got big lips Now tear the
guts out, bricks'll get served Like ostrich interior, because I'm sittin on the
biggest birds Vocalistic cataclysms, I
spit the
biggest words Fuck you and yo' bitch-ass crew, I
spit the
sickest verbs Yo' life is secondary, I
fuck my secretary My life is legendary, keep a
gun in every Chevy My trunk knocker, watch how I
beat the
block up A
paper chopper cause on my tip, the
flame pop up cause my [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] Yessir... uhh, I'm up in it like dope dick And I'm physically fine, but my flow's sick Yosemity Sam, two holsters Two pistols, can't be too cautious Yes, human crack, Young Carter I
perform better in hot water Yeah, and my whip game straight On a
bad day I
could turn a
two into a
eight And when I
smile, it look like a
bag of coke I
gets high, I'm twisted like a
bag of ropes And I
come from the
jungle I'm like Peter, I
ride for my animals; ya dig? Haha, now get money, or get the
fuck So much ice, I
need the
stick with the
puck And if the
work ain't big enough I
could whip it up, watch me whip it up because my [Chorus] [Twista] Whip game proper, watch how I
stir the
pot up Thuggin like I
will pack up my five and go blaka-blaka Do anything a
nigga gots to do to protect my product When you call the
cops up I'll be gone before they search through my Prada Because I
don't want the
drama, don't wanna holla at Your Honor So under the
seat I'ma carry the
llama and then I
peel off in my Impala I'm a
(what) Jeff Gordon slash chef, sorry I
gots ta peel sharp Behind the
wheel or the
stove I
whip it real hard To lick it real hard, give the
shorties real jobs Not from Georgia, I'm from Chicago but I
got a
(Field Mob) They all be proper, at the
top of Da Carter Cuttin work at the
table like a
DJ go aw-err-aw-err All of us poppin tags, all of us ridin Bentleys All of us ridin bikes so you know we all poppin wheelies I'm a
C-note rapper, good, dope shopper Clique gon' make dollars, spit, game proper cause my [Chorus]