Whip It

[Intro]

F- F- F- Feature Presentation

Hahaha, Tech N9ne, baby! And this one is dedicated to all the ghettos across America! Kutt Calhoun, I mean the nigga hood baby, check it out, 'cause nigga's just so- just so- AAAH!

Kutty Cal, baby

We whip it, whip it, we whip it, whip it, we whip it, whip real good

Strange Music, nigga

We whip it, whip it, we whip it, whip it, we whip it, whip real good

Ay, turn the bass up, man, yeah

[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]

So

I'm fresh up out the store

Straight to the liquor store

I'm 'bout to go cop me a fifth of B and hit the road

I got that Keyshia Cole

But niggas wanting dro

It'll make your shoulders lean so when you see me nigga, blow

I'm in the Chevy the same color as Coca Leaf

Caramel guts, 26 Arm-All'd up when they notice me

I know these streets; scenic routes, in and outs where them rollers be

Make the change, top of the game, right where they poda be

Elly-Wellys? We call them lovies; that's when you soak a tree

And get to scootin' and smoke panoramic moment that's so 3D

I hold the key; just like a mayor for what you want and need

So yuck at me and I'm mayor just like a [?]

But fuck with me and you can be missin' just like a suckers free

Is such an ease sucker free niggas don't really fuck with these

But the D they taking over, over your much achieved

Hushing me sort of like Trent Green where Russians be

So you know I'm

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Kutt Calhoun]

I steps like a real should

Paper but still hood, we whip it real good

Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good

Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good

Kutty Cal baby

I steps like a real should

Paper but still hood, we whip it real good

Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good

Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good

[Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun]

I'm from the city where the bullets go zang if you let them go

And we don't talk if niggas go bang it's a yes or no

And blue and red colored flags hang just to let you know

I tell you it's a pretty big thang if you reppin' MO

And niggas speak a slightly different slang if you peep the code

What it do and what is it be the same, just as what you know

But I can hip you niggas to some cane that'll leave your nose bleeding

Leakin' that vintage from your brain if you bring the dough

I'm part animal and part Confucius

Part Achilles, part Zeus, but my heart's with Deuces

Runnin' wild through the inner-city, marked a nuisance

Chop L's and Israelis haunts the new kids

Who don't have no idea how to cock and shoot shit

Just shootin' hot ones zeppo through the ghetto's acoustics

Like Lucas, stacy niggas gon' dash for music

I'm proven, got the game on grab like nooses

Blown fuses, whenever

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Kutt Calhoun]

I steps like a real should

Paper but still hood, we whip it real good

Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good

Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good

Kutty Cal baby

I steps like a real should

Paper but still hood, we whip it real good

Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good

Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good

[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun]

Alligator Nikes, shadow shaded lights

I'm speeding like Ricky Bobby through the Talladega Night

Club jumping, I'm watching the sun dump from day into the night

I'm wondering, got to do something, it's playa-playa night

In Freaky's I'm V.I. to P. and playas lay it right

Big Nicolas at the front door and he says it's hater-tight

Decisions make right these bitches shade light

J-Lo and Mary J. up in this with stripper jay tights

Christie tastes white, it's Asti to Spumante and a Crystal Bud Light

Still live the thug life, I got a bud right-

In front of me and I'm pondering on what the bud's like

It's taunting me and been summonin'

I'm 'bout to make a move, yo baby what your name is?

She all ready too, 'cause her eyes is telling the truth

I gotsta keep it real hood, make it feel good

And when I whip it nigga, whip it, whip it real good

'Cause you know

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Kutt Calhoun]

I steps like a real should

Paper but still hood, we whip it real good

Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good

Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good

Kutty Cal baby

I steps like a real should

Paper but still hood, we whip it real good

Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good

Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good