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Chris Brown
Chris Brown
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Chris Brown
Chris Brown
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Jordan Evans
Jordan Evans
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Matthew Burnett
Matthew Burnett
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Floyd Bentley
Floyd Bentley
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Lyrica Anderson
Lyrica Anderson
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Bobby Joseph Turner, Jr.
Bobby Joseph Turner, Jr.
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Jason Amos
Jason Amos
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Christopher Dotson
Christopher Dotson
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Jordan Evans
Jordan Evans
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Matthew Burnett
Matthew Burnett
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Brian Springer
Brian Springer
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Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
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Maddox Chhim
Maddox Chhim
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Dave Nakaji
Dave Nakaji
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Jason Amos
Jason Amos
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[Verse 1]
Baby, you gotta be tripping, put that booty away
You know I be sipping, got a bottle on the way
I stay on my pimping, diamonds jumping out the vase
Tell 'em get up out the way, ****, you can catch a fade
[Verse 2]
I'm tryna see mami and rob me, yeah
She wreck that tsunami, can't lie to me, yeah
She ride like Ducati, Ducati's, yeah
Rev it on down
[Verse 3]
And I don't really care if they know, I be sipping on the low
'Cause you got the kinda body make a papi want some more
Alright, dim the lights, let me hit you with that spice
I ain't playing with you, want you to know
[Verse 4]
Girl, you got that Reddi Wip
Reddi Wip, Reddi Wip, aw yeah
I just wanna take a dip in your Reddi Wip
Reddi Wip, aw yeah
[Verse 5]
Reddi Wip, I'm read, I'm ready, oh
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, Reddi Wip
I'm ready, I'm ready, oh
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, Reddi Wip
[Verse 6]
Yeah girl, what you doing tonight?
I'm on dirty Sprite, that means that I'm on you
Yeah, yeah, gripping your ass from the side
Look in my eyes, you know what you gon' do
[Verse 7]
Say what you say. make all them face, make all them faces
Do it your way, do it your way, yeah
All these hours keep passing by
[Verse 8]
No, I don't really care if they know, I be sipping on the low
'Cause you got the kinda body make a papi want some more
Alright, dim the lights, let me hit you with that spice
I ain't playing with you, want you to know
[Verse 9]
Girl, you got that Reddi Wip
Reddi Wip, Reddi Wip, aw yeah
I just wanna take a dip in your Reddi Wip
Reddi Wip, aw yeah
[Verse 10]
Reddi Wip, I'm read, I'm ready, oh
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, Reddi Wip
I'm ready, I'm ready, oh
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, Reddi Wip
[Verse 11]
Yeah girl, I love eating that pie
Put whipped cream on your thighs, making cinnamon off you
Yeah girl, you too sweet, they ain't lying
And I thought my life was just fine until I found you
[Verse 12]
Cake on my face, I wanna taste, girl, let me taste
I won't say shit, you know I won't say shit
All of these hours keep passing by
[Verse 13]
No, I don't really care if they know
I ain't playing, girl, I wanna lick you up and down
Ah yeah, hit them lights, let me hit you with that spice
I ain't playing, girl, I want you to know
[Verse 14]
Girl, you got that Reddi Wip
Reddi Wip, Reddi Wip, aw yeah
I just wanna take a dip in your Reddi Wip
Reddi Wip, aw yeah
[Verse 15]
Reddi Wip, I'm read, I'm ready, oh
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, Reddi Wip
I'm ready, I'm ready, oh
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, Reddi Wip
Written by: Bobby Joseph Turner, Jr., Chris Brown, Christopher Chrishan Dotson, Floyd Bentley, Jason Amos, Jordan Evans, Lyrica Anderson, Matthew Burnett
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