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Whipped
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Whipped è stato pubblicato il 25 dicembre 2015 da 3king records come parte dell'album Eros Apollo - EP
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Data di uscita25 dicembre 2015
Etichetta3king records
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM103

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[Verse 1]
(No one, you got me whipped, oh)
(No one but you)
(No one, no one)
(No one but you)
[Verse 2]
You know these bitches come and go, ooh
But no one does it quite like you
I love the way you let me hit it
And I'm the fuckin' shit, so I ain't afraid to admit it
Swear to God, you got me whipped, oh, you got me whipped, oh
If there's no two ways about it, there's no point in me tryna hide it
I am whipped, oh, you got me whipped, oh
Uh, keep lookin' back and let me hit it, hit it
[Verse 3]
This is how I knew you was the one
We all went out for dinner and you made certain rappers
We were with wish they'd never come
Couple pagans try a rat me, no one backed me till you said
"Bun dem pussy, lemme just put my hair up in a bun"
Can't lie, you was there before I ever earned that paper
Shoulda listened when you told me that the boy were a traitor
Let's get straight, well, I'm the daddy, I know we havin' drama
'Cause a Bad Girl Riri ain't got nothin' on you, mama, ay
You in charge, you in charge, every week we're at the Shard, baby
It ain't a thing, it ain't a thing if you been maxin' out my card
Believe me, this shit can happen, spendin' hours in Harrods
She kept talkin' 'bout her chain with eleven different patterns
Gave you the keys to my yard (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
But I weren't tryna give you heart, but either way I know that
[Verse 4]
You know these bitches come and go, ooh
And no one does it quite like you
I love the way you let me hit it
And I'm the fuckin' shit, so I ain't afraid to admit it
Swear to God, you got me whipped, oh, you got me whipped, oh
If there's no two ways about it, there's no point in me tryna hide it
I am whipped, oh, you got me whipped, oh
Uh, keep lookin' back and let me hit it, hit it
[Verse 5]
(No one, you got me whipped, oh)
(No one but you)
(No one, no one)
(No one but you)
[Verse 6]
I don't know your mama, all I know is she don't like bacon
He don't even matter seein' as you always say you hate him
Told her I'd never let her go, 'cause I know from the get go
That her daddy was a pagan
Lord, she ain't into rock or heavy metal
Unless you chattin' 'bout the ones I am rockin' on my kettle
Baby, I will lick you up and down
And have you comin' on a whole 'nother level, level
Okay, mmm, we know you got that Ferrari punany
That go vroom, vroom every time you let me stick in my car key
I can't lie, I was surprised when she covered my eyes
'Cause when I opened 'em
She showed me what was under the sari for nothin'
[Verse 7]
You know these bitches come and go, ooh
But no one does it quite like you
I love the way you let me hit it
And I'm the fucking shit, so I ain't afraid to admit it
Swear to God, you got me whipped, oh, you got me whipped, oh
If there's no two ways about it, there's no point in me tryna hide it
I am whipped, oh, you got me whipped, oh
Uh, keep lookin' back and let me hit it, hit it
[Verse 8]
(No one, you got me whipped, oh)
(No one but you)
(No one, no one)
(No one but you)
(No one, you got me whipped, oh)
(No one but you)
(No one, no one)
(No one but you)
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