Lyric Whip Yo Ass
[W.C. & Nelly - Whip Yo Ass]
[W.C.]
It s been a minute that I ve been sittin up in this cell
Thinkin of many ways that I can get paid escapin jail
My life is like a football game, I m movin the chains
Tryin to score so I could maneuver the Range
I hear police callin my name, I ball in no lane
Tryin to hit the wall, make the ghetto hall of fame
It s third and long, got a lot of yards to gain
I m federal, youse a misdemeanor, you small change
It s that, S-W-A-N-G affiliate
From the penitentiary to the club, love I m sendin it
Turn me out and throw it up and get your boogie on
And let me see those fingers in the sky if you feelin it
I m sick, and ain t no curin me, maximum security
can t stop my back bumper draggin through your community
Process me, lock me down, level me hard kid
I still come out swingin like Ron Artest, nigga
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[Chorus: Nelly]
Is it the concrete, or the walls
Maybe it s the bars, might be the guards
Nigga this is LOCKDOWN - lock em down, lock em down
This is LOCKDOWN - lock em down, lock em down
Is it the concrete, or the walls
Maybe it s the bars, might be the guards
Nigga this is LOCKDOWN - I m bout to whip yo ass mayne
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[W.C.]
Nigga the bang bang get up
Skip skippin through the lane, swang, look at Dub
Swangin, still feelin em all, I can t wait to get out
When I touch-down nia I ma turn shit out
Looka there, biddy-by-by, buh-by-by beddy-bye nigga
Lights out, Dub and Nelly bout to shut the lights off
C-walkin on the industry, spittin with all my energy
Dedicated to my niggaz in the penitentiary
Ladies bounce to this, sip Cris , get drunk to this
Refs walks to this, dawgs thump to this
On my mind is my fetti, itchin for the day
that I can parole and jack the nose on a Chevy
Three-wheel to the St. Lou and connect with Nelly
Jump in the Escalade on them deuce-four Pirellis, nigga
Money is freedom and freedom is cash
And anything between me and my freedom I ll whup an ass
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[Chorus]
[W.C.]
Yeah, Dub stay chuckin the pavement, I m anti-general populated
Hood related, the industry most hated
Cause I ball greedy and rhyme for mine (c mon) I m willin to die for mine
(c mon) While haters hate from the sideline
I m like Fabolous, I make you "Breathe" hard, leavin ya bleedin and scarred
PC d up on the sensitive knee guard
Dub Central ain t no surrender, spit for repetitive offenders
Facin D.A. s with public defenders nigga
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[Chorus]
[W.C.]
It s been a minute that I ve been sittin up in this cell
Thinkin of many ways that I can get paid escapin jail
My life is like a football game, I m movin the chains
Tryin to score so I could maneuver the Range
I hear police callin my name, I ball in no lane
Tryin to hit the wall, make the ghetto hall of fame
It s third and long, got a lot of yards to gain
I m federal, youse a misdemeanor, you small change
It s that, S-W-A-N-G affiliate
From the penitentiary to the club, love I m sendin it
Turn me out and throw it up and get your boogie on
And let me see those fingers in the sky if you feelin it
I m sick, and ain t no curin me, maximum security
can t stop my back bumper draggin through your community
Process me, lock me down, level me hard kid
I still come out swingin like Ron Artest, nigga
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[Chorus: Nelly]
Is it the concrete, or the walls
Maybe it s the bars, might be the guards
Nigga this is LOCKDOWN - lock em down, lock em down
This is LOCKDOWN - lock em down, lock em down
Is it the concrete, or the walls
Maybe it s the bars, might be the guards
Nigga this is LOCKDOWN - I m bout to whip yo ass mayne
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[W.C.]
Nigga the bang bang get up
Skip skippin through the lane, swang, look at Dub
Swangin, still feelin em all, I can t wait to get out
When I touch-down nia I ma turn shit out
Looka there, biddy-by-by, buh-by-by beddy-bye nigga
Lights out, Dub and Nelly bout to shut the lights off
C-walkin on the industry, spittin with all my energy
Dedicated to my niggaz in the penitentiary
Ladies bounce to this, sip Cris , get drunk to this
Refs walks to this, dawgs thump to this
On my mind is my fetti, itchin for the day
that I can parole and jack the nose on a Chevy
Three-wheel to the St. Lou and connect with Nelly
Jump in the Escalade on them deuce-four Pirellis, nigga
Money is freedom and freedom is cash
And anything between me and my freedom I ll whup an ass
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[Chorus]
[W.C.]
Yeah, Dub stay chuckin the pavement, I m anti-general populated
Hood related, the industry most hated
Cause I ball greedy and rhyme for mine (c mon) I m willin to die for mine
(c mon) While haters hate from the sideline
I m like Fabolous, I make you "Breathe" hard, leavin ya bleedin and scarred
PC d up on the sensitive knee guard
Dub Central ain t no surrender, spit for repetitive offenders
Facin D.A. s with public defenders nigga
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[Chorus]
