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Whip Video (MV)




Performed By: Biglondo
Language: English
Length: 3:42
Written by: Marlondo Winston




Biglondo - Whip Lyrics
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Drivin the whip in the rain
And I'm losin control
These niggas they hoes
Taking a loss but I bounce back on my Toes
Gotta get me some doe
In a Rolls-Royce getting head slow
Stuffing money in my pocket make me walk slow
If she leave me then she's missing out on hella doe
Never too much money that's impossible
And I got my bitch from the tropic
She's the discussion of the topic
Bad bitch on my noggin
Let's kick it like soccer
Had the kush in my locker
And I know they can't stop me
Sloppy roll in my pocket
Ice-skating like hockey
Call me daddy call me papi
Saving up for this Mazi
You bowed them huaraches
Standing in court and they know they go spill it
My niggas coming with goons and they killing
Stacking up cheese till it's reaching the ceiling
When you shoot guns gotta hide all the children
Share all my food with my goons like a pilgrim
He screaming in pain cause the doctor can't heal him
I'm going insane cause this bitch keep on texting
The ops are insane so you gotta keep weapons
I met me a plug when I went down to Texas
She gave me a hug cause she know that we next
She don't even know we not paying for sex
The coupe and the roof it got lost in the back
Im getting some cheese while I'm keeping a trap
She thinking she heard all the facts that's not true
They peeping the sauce but they don't have a clue
When you hop in the wraith gotta take off yo shoes
Don't even worry my brain is on
And its thinking bout money
Death in my ear
And it's telling me kill em
My spirit insane
Aand I'm not even friendly
You don't know the real me you don't even feel me
If I pray to the Lord then I know he go heal me
Take away all this pain give me strength from my Demons
Yo bitch is a catcher she caught all my semen
Gettin some head while Im racing this demon
Gotta watch out for these hoes cause they Schemin
Yesterday I just cashed out Neimans
Dead faces like it came out the dirt
If a Nigga trippin leave his brother on a shirt
Balling so hard bought my bitch a new vert
Add another 1500 for her purse
Co op get shit Poppin
Sweeper get shit moppin
Call the feds call the doctor
She acting funny and awkward
This last song call the opera
Digging faces out of the morgue
Only call when I'm bored
Choppa choppa gotta sword
They worship me like a lord
Stacking money I hoard
He go hit the matrix no he better get low
My wrist froze when I walked out the jewelry sto
These niggas they pussy
Toe tag playing footies
Couple bands just book me
Smoking strong this cookie
VLONE white hoodie
Trigga Man I'm a bully
Fear God not man
But I gotta keep a fully
Call this condo music
You can vibe out to it
Even meditate to it
Be persistent be the truest
Make a film make a movie
I deserve me a poster
Glock tucked not a holster
Make a play Joey Bosa
Diamonds wet get a coaster
I don't really know what they want from a nigga
We shoot for the stars so we aim kinda bigger
He shot in the crowd so they don't know the killer
When I put up 30 I feel just like curry
I race for the bands cause I am in a hurry
I made 10 bands on a Thursday
She then put a hex tryna curse me
Hoop and trap yeah I'm feeling like Percy
I keep away cause I know they go hurt me
We ball today getting money gotta trust me
Big mink so I'm feeling real husky
Bink bink if a nigga try to rush me
Kitchen sink what I got from hutch please
Riding waves so I shot him off his jet ski
If I gotta problem call Gretzky
Oh please no cop don't arrest me
You worry bout a job go and have a seat
Stacking cheese to go buy me some companies
I'm begging yo bitch to get over me
I don't got no luck i got green trees
Catch me out on vacation where its only sea
I'm holding it hostage that money is staying with me
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Drivin the whip in the rain
And I'm losin control
These niggas they hoes
Taking a loss but I bounce back on my Toes
Gotta get me some doe
In a Rolls-Royce getting head slow
Stuffing money in my pocket make me walk slow
If she leave me then she's missing out on hella doe
Never too much money that's impossible
And I got my bitch from the tropic
She's the discussion of the topic
Bad bitch on my noggin
Let's kick it like soccer
Had the kush in my locker
And I know they can't stop me
Sloppy roll in my pocket
Ice-skating like hockey
Call me daddy call me papi
Saving up for this Mazi
You bowed them huaraches
Standing in court and they know they go spill it
My niggas coming with goons and they killing
Stacking up cheese till it's reaching the ceiling
When you shoot guns gotta hide all the children
Share all my food with my goons like a pilgrim
He screaming in pain cause the doctor can't heal him
I'm going insane cause this bitch keep on texting
The ops are insane so you gotta keep weapons
I met me a plug when I went down to Texas
She gave me a hug cause she know that we next
She don't even know we not paying for sex
The coupe and the roof it got lost in the back
Im getting some cheese while I'm keeping a trap
She thinking she heard all the facts that's not true
They peeping the sauce but they don't have a clue
When you hop in the wraith gotta take off yo shoes
Don't even worry my brain is on
And its thinking bout money
Death in my ear
And it's telling me kill em
My spirit insane
Aand I'm not even friendly
You don't know the real me you don't even feel me
If I pray to the Lord then I know he go heal me
Take away all this pain give me strength from my Demons
Yo bitch is a catcher she caught all my semen
Gettin some head while Im racing this demon
Gotta watch out for these hoes cause they Schemin
Yesterday I just cashed out Neimans
Dead faces like it came out the dirt
If a Nigga trippin leave his brother on a shirt
Balling so hard bought my bitch a new vert
Add another 1500 for her purse
Co op get shit Poppin
Sweeper get shit moppin
Call the feds call the doctor
She acting funny and awkward
This last song call the opera
Digging faces out of the morgue
Only call when I'm bored
Choppa choppa gotta sword
They worship me like a lord
Stacking money I hoard
He go hit the matrix no he better get low
My wrist froze when I walked out the jewelry sto
These niggas they pussy
Toe tag playing footies
Couple bands just book me
Smoking strong this cookie
VLONE white hoodie
Trigga Man I'm a bully
Fear God not man
But I gotta keep a fully
Call this condo music
You can vibe out to it
Even meditate to it
Be persistent be the truest
Make a film make a movie
I deserve me a poster
Glock tucked not a holster
Make a play Joey Bosa
Diamonds wet get a coaster
I don't really know what they want from a nigga
We shoot for the stars so we aim kinda bigger
He shot in the crowd so they don't know the killer
When I put up 30 I feel just like curry
I race for the bands cause I am in a hurry
I made 10 bands on a Thursday
She then put a hex tryna curse me
Hoop and trap yeah I'm feeling like Percy
I keep away cause I know they go hurt me
We ball today getting money gotta trust me
Big mink so I'm feeling real husky
Bink bink if a nigga try to rush me
Kitchen sink what I got from hutch please
Riding waves so I shot him off his jet ski
If I gotta problem call Gretzky
Oh please no cop don't arrest me
You worry bout a job go and have a seat
Stacking cheese to go buy me some companies
I'm begging yo bitch to get over me
I don't got no luck i got green trees
Catch me out on vacation where its only sea
I'm holding it hostage that money is staying with me
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Writer: Marlondo Winston
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