Nicholas Hall - Whippamatic lyrics

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Nicholas Hall - Whippamatic lyrics

[Produced by Menace Beatz] [Intro (Also over Hook)]*2 Smoke again, drank, drank again Then we f** again, then we dump again Smoke again, drank, drank again And my squad gettin that bank again [Hook 1: Enoch the Messenger]*2 Ridin round the city wit my subwoofers on twenty And I got me one bad bittie in the back of my whip Tonight Ridin round my town bet my subwoofers knock you down And I got me one here that's down to let it all go in my whip Tonight [Verse 1: Enoch the Messenger] Ugh Tell me how you gonna act when we pull up in some Yo my n***as 'round the city know I'm comin' when I pull up Country little n***a from the north, ain't that funny? Family came to Greensboro when B. More ain't throw no money Now I'm runnin this b**h, Forrest Gumpin' on you dummies Well Here's your applause, boy you do it very well 15s on the slick scene, mulatto cars there for your mixed dreams It's that black paint and them white seats In the fast lane, but what you think I ain't have this sh** figured out from the jump And that tool in the glove department gone pump If you talk slick sh** on my n***as who ridin All you p**y a** n***as smell just like vagina All my n***as from the block, man you know they be wildin And guaranteed to knock a n***a out like Tyson We comin, boy. Then we dumpin' boy And we bumpin, boy, we bumpin, boy Bone Thugs n uh... some Harmony With more ammo than an armory. Like boy, stop it [Hook 1: Enoch the Messenger] Smoke again, drank, drank again Then we f** again, then we dump again Smoke again, drank, drank again And my squad gettin that bank again [Hook 2: Enoch the Messenger] Ridin round my town bet my subwoofers knock you down And I got me one here that's down to let it all go in my whip Tonight [Verse 2: Cleff] Ugh B was like get up on the beat and I was like, word I never disappoint on a joint I always, Pearl Ugh, pretty muthaf**a from the East Got the raps on lock and I ate the keys Like I hit Caps lock and I ate the keys Ya boy stay Loud Louder than rioters that remain silent Smilin' with they fist up but they ain't fightin' My n***as is riders like Schnitzel from chowder My n***a that's word Word? Yessir, I call it how I see it With the gla**es on boy I call it how I see it With they a**es out girl I call it how I see it And I step up in the building and I feel it I feel it I need 100 grand put it in the mail and then send it I'm feelin' villanous, forgettin' what a feelin' is f** your friends, f** your family, and f** your relatives Cause they ain't tryna eat like me is I been down since Pre-Viz Who's hot in Gate City? boy we is I'm ridin' round, Top down on the week ends With a microphone and A mac in the back With a backpack looking like a it cost a rack and an arm and a leg and the head of any rappers tryna f** with Me Even if you talk sh** I sleep comfortably boy It's Cleff, and I be where the starters be We be besides the bros like Warner be With more ammo than an armory, like boy stop it [Hook 1: Enoch the Messenger] Smoke again, drank, drank again Then we f** again, then we dump again Smoke again, drank, drank again And my squad gettin that bank again [Hook 2: Enoch the Messenger] Ridin round my town bet my subwoofers knock you down And I got me one here that's down to let it all go in my whip Tonight

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