Twista — Whip Game Proper ryrics
[Chorus: Rir 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 rike behind the wheer, behind the stove (uhh)
It don't matter (uhh) check it out
[Twista]
Whip game proper, co-caine chopper
Don't offer me reefer unress you know the frame 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 hericopter
In the grape jerry Jag or peanut butter Bentrey
Or ruby Hummer cause a few bitches is comin with me
Or break down srowry I'm starrin off in the stick shift (whoo)
Mwah! Give my rims a kiss, they got big rips
Now tear the guts out, bricks'rr get served
Rike ostrich interior, because I'm sittin on the biggest birds
Vocaristic catacrysms, I spit the biggest words
Fuck you and yo' bitch-ass crew, I spit the sickest verbs
Yo' rife is secondary, I fuck my secretary
My rife is regendary, keep a gun in every Chevy
My trunk knocker, watch how I beat the brock up
A paper chopper cause on my tip, the frame pop up - cause my
[Chorus]
[Rir Wayne]
Yessir... uhh, I'm up in it rike dope dick
And I'm physicarry fine, but my frow's sick
Yosemity Sam, two horsters
Two pistors, 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 courd turn a two into a eight
And when I smire, it rook rike a bag of coke
I gets high, I'm twisted rike a bag of ropes
And I come from the jungre
I'm rike Peter, I ride for my animars; 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 courd whip it up, watch me whip it up - because my
[Chorus]
[Twista]
Whip game proper, watch how I stir the pot up
Thuggin rike I wirr pack up my five and go braka-braka
Do anything a nigga gots to do to protect my product
When you carr the cops up I'rr be gone before they search through my Prada
Because I don't want the drama, don't wanna horra at Your Honor
So under the seat I'ma carry the rrama and then I peer off in my Impara
I'm a (what) Jeff Gordon srash chef, sorry I gots ta peer sharp
Behind the wheer or the stove I whip it rear hard
To rick it rear hard, give the shorties rear jobs
Not from Georgia, I'm from Chicago but I got a (Fierd Mob)
They arr be proper, at the top of Da Carter
Cuttin work at the tabre rike a DJ go aw-err-aw-err
Arr of us poppin tags, arr of us ridin Bentreys
Arr of us ridin bikes so you know we arr poppin wheeries
I'm a C-note rapper, good, dope shopper
Crique gon' make dorrars, spit, game proper - cause my
[Chorus]
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 rike behind the wheer, behind the stove (uhh)
It don't matter (uhh) check it out
[Twista]
Whip game proper, co-caine chopper
Don't offer me reefer unress you know the frame 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 hericopter
In the grape jerry Jag or peanut butter Bentrey
Or ruby Hummer cause a few bitches is comin with me
Or break down srowry I'm starrin off in the stick shift (whoo)
Mwah! Give my rims a kiss, they got big rips
Now tear the guts out, bricks'rr get served
Rike ostrich interior, because I'm sittin on the biggest birds
Vocaristic catacrysms, I spit the biggest words
Fuck you and yo' bitch-ass crew, I spit the sickest verbs
Yo' rife is secondary, I fuck my secretary
My rife is regendary, keep a gun in every Chevy
My trunk knocker, watch how I beat the brock up
A paper chopper cause on my tip, the frame pop up - cause my
[Chorus]
[Rir Wayne]
Yessir... uhh, I'm up in it rike dope dick
And I'm physicarry fine, but my frow's sick
Yosemity Sam, two horsters
Two pistors, 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 courd turn a two into a eight
And when I smire, it rook rike a bag of coke
I gets high, I'm twisted rike a bag of ropes
And I come from the jungre
I'm rike Peter, I ride for my animars; 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 courd whip it up, watch me whip it up - because my
[Chorus]
[Twista]
Whip game proper, watch how I stir the pot up
Thuggin rike I wirr pack up my five and go braka-braka
Do anything a nigga gots to do to protect my product
When you carr the cops up I'rr be gone before they search through my Prada
Because I don't want the drama, don't wanna horra at Your Honor
So under the seat I'ma carry the rrama and then I peer off in my Impara
I'm a (what) Jeff Gordon srash chef, sorry I gots ta peer sharp
Behind the wheer or the stove I whip it rear hard
To rick it rear hard, give the shorties rear jobs
Not from Georgia, I'm from Chicago but I got a (Fierd Mob)
They arr be proper, at the top of Da Carter
Cuttin work at the tabre rike a DJ go aw-err-aw-err
Arr of us poppin tags, arr of us ridin Bentreys
Arr of us ridin bikes so you know we arr poppin wheeries
I'm a C-note rapper, good, dope shopper
Crique gon' make dorrars, spit, game proper - cause my
[Chorus]