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letra de whip wit - rob davis

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chorus:

give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin)

give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin)

if you askin nicely you might get shit

but don’t you touch my plate this ain’t no picnic (nah)

she ain’t chasing money she’s just chasing d-ck

he ain’t chasin hundreds he gon’ chase that chick

give them something they can ride in that whip wit

give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin)

verse 1:

i be speedin’ up on 95 hit 95

see them flashing lights i tell them cops come catch me bye

see them flashing lights i tell them cops come catch me bye

cause i’ma hit the pedal harder and just let it fly

i hit 100, 120 then 130

he gonna try to burn me cause he know i’m ridin dirty

but i won’t let him get me i’m a speed up to 140

he thought that he could catch me now i got him looking corny

yeah my life’s a lot of things but i can’t ever say it’s boring

fuck a high-speed chase i’ll just do it for the story

cause i’m on my road to glory paved that path on my own

on a brand-new street hit the gas and i’m gone

i gotta find a way

tryna make it out of state

as long as you stay out my way then we make peace like nama ste

i’ma learn from my mistakes don’t try to eat from of my plate

you touch my cake i’ll smash your face

and send you right up to them gates

chorus:

give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin)

give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin)

if you askin nicely you might get shit

but don’t you touch my plate this ain’t no picnic (nah)

she ain’t chasing money she’s just chasing d-ck

he ain’t chasin hundreds he gon’ chase that chick

give them something they can ride in that whip wit

give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin)

verse 2:

ok we lost him we can slow down we just cruising now

we pop the top and crack a window spark a doobie now

we gonna spark some loud

every time i blow a cloud

you’ll feel your eardrums blowing out

my bro like can you turn it down

i say nade

my roll game too proper

you take it to the head now your new name harry potter

go tell wild life i got us

cause i’m my only sponsor

so every time you say my name that’s gonna cost a dollar (hahaha)

10 to 20 if you gonna catch my next show

how you gonna stack your bread if you can’t even get dough

d-mn all this green you would think we in a meadow

make them girls give me mental because i said so

i’m r-o-b d-a-v–i-s

all these rappers think they’re beats i’ma eat and digest

tell them feed me beats til i’m obese and i guess

that will be the end of me but still i haven’t died yet (so i’m just gonna)

chorus:

give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin)

give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin)

if you askin nicely you might get shit

but don’t you touch my plate this ain’t no picnic (nah)

she ain’t chasing money she’s just chasing d-ck

he ain’t chasin hundreds he gon’ chase that chick

give them something they can ride in that whip wit

give them something they can ride in that whip wit (chillin)

- rob davis

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