Plies - Whip It lyrics

[Chorus:] Whip it, whip it, whip it Might find me a Cuban in the morning I be counting money all morning Told 'em to put some boot cream on the Chevy Payed them double just to have it flipping First some n***as I used to f** with try to set me up Damn n***as better come strapped 'cause I'm a f** 'em up Ran into some n***as, they saying, "Plies, where your shooters at?" Told them, "n***a, the f** you mean, shooter? I'm the shooter, b**h?" Look, payed the a**, blood n***as outta bawller block Make me come to your hood, n***a, and buy your whole project Real n***as done walk up in this b**h, turn the light off Got out all the studs in this b**h, get your dike on [Chorus] Got one question for you, little, n***a, who the f** is you? Ride out, alligator, riding money in my shoe You broke b**h, I know you broke, b**h, you a broke b**h! Look at you and look at me, b**h, I'm your home, b**h! Whip it, whip it, whip it My home gon'give me a whole check and said, go flip it! I'm here with my flip-flops on, got me part a ticket Got a whole pigeon on the stowe, whip it, whip it, whip it [Chorus] I just bought an M.C., n***a, that's a money caller With the how, I'da kept it moving, told me she ain't swallow What the f** you mean I'm powered up, like I'm Pike-Man?! Anytime my brambles ride, I knew them birds at I was f** grown hoes, the n***a was playing hang-man I was sitting up in the trap and my partners was bringing dough in My teacher ask me did I have an alterner plan? Whip it, whip it, whip it, that's the game plan [Chorus]