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King Los

"Whippin Azz"

[Verse 1: Los]
Man I got dumb hoes, stupid bands
The guts red, but the coupe is tan
If a sl*t with it, I'mma scoop her damn
And have her "draggin' balls" no Super Saiyan
Make her pus*y whistle like a flute was playin
At my "crib tonight" no Superman
Get it kryptonite, Superman
I'm in a new sedan and bumpin Luther Van
I make her grip, break a cheque
Make your b*tch break her neck
Handle you n*ggas and won't even break a sweet
Hit your brakes, slow it down, your sh*t was fake
Lil n*gga, big mistake, I'm the sh*t what's the big debate?
My n*ggas in the kitchen got sh*t to bake
b*tch I'm nuts like Christmas cake
I said cut your single and drop it
Everything bout to slow up
Got Krispy Kreme in my pocket
In other words my dough nuts
She go nuts when I'm in her thang
No luck with you minute man
My city told me go kill you n*ggas
So I told the coach to put me in the game

[Hook: Los]
I say I ball, I swag, I grind, I floss
I cop these cars, pop tags, I shine, take off

Okay I took a loss, not again
Drop my top to get oxygen
From the bottom got to win
I told em what a happen if they box me in

And then I'm whoopin ass, whoopin ass
Whoopin ass, I'm whoopin ass
Whoopin ass, whoopin ass
Whoopin ass, I'm whoopin ass

I cop the drop, drop the top
Switch the lane, hit the gas
Hit the door, flip the cash
n*ggas know I'm whoopin ass

[Verse 2: Los]
Okay runway fashion Dolce
White girl give me windpipe, b*tch might think I'm O.J
Ro-ro-rozay
Call it Rolex, hoes say
Let me see that rock band like I got tickets to Coldplay
Wait, oh God
All my diamonds go off
If I start fist pumpin it look like I'm throwin snowballs
I like short skirts, no panty please
I make the pus*y overheat, she need antifreeze
I fan it off then light it up again
And make a pit stop and tighten up her friend

I said I break a b*tch back, make her bring the b*tch back
When she think of this di*k she gon bring up this track
I'm a king in the matt (mattress), do my thing while you slack
On your pimpin you slippin I bring the attack

Woo
Hit your breaks slow down your sh*t was fake
Lil n*gga, big mistake, I'm the sh*t, what's the big debate?

[Hook 2: Los]
I say I ball, I swag, I grind, I floss
I cop these cars, pop tags, I shine, take off

Okay I took a loss, not again
Drop my top to get oxygen
From the bottom got to win
I told em what a happen if they box me in

And then I'm whoopin ass, whoopin ass
Whoopin ass, I'm whoopin ass
Whoopin ass, whoopin ass
Whoopin ass, I'm whoopin ass

I cop the drop, drop the top
Switch the lane, hit the gas
Hit the door, flip the cash
n*ggas know I'm whoopin ass

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