E-40 - Whip It Up lyrics

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[Hook: YV/E-40]

Whip it whip it like it's jiffy

All this money gotta get it

Early morning on the corner

Hustling try'na make a living

[E-40:]

Whip it up (whip it up) whip-whip-whip it up [x4]

[Verse 1: E-40]

Uhh, Charlie Hustle gouda bubble

Cop it, twist it, mix it double

Yellow diamonds, yellow truck

Office landing with the fud

Pushing candy, booger sugar

Pistol whip ya with my ruger

I'm the server he the cook

Place your order let me hook ya (uhh)

I been up, I been down

I been lost, I been found

Got that soft, got that brown

Got them greens, got them pound

She don't like me but she love me

She be giving me yo money

I don't know you not the homie

So I'm up in her tummy

[Hook: YV/E-40]

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

40 Water, Gucci up

Hollywood, Cali love

Two-three bottles of some bud

I'm a fuck around, find a plug

Chain so stupid, watch is dumb

Finest oh my bitches young

Put this roller on yo tongue

Slip this sugar you'll be numb

40 with me I'm a whip it

Be legated I'm sick with it

Like a kilo, I'm a whip it

Call me Nino, Blue Jay city

Gucci sneakers, forty bitches

All these strippers, fucking with me

So official 40 triggers

All these killers ridin' with me

[Hook: YV/E-40]

[Verse 3: E-40]

I been out, I'm blankin'

I'm yacked, I been drankin'

Swangin' from a vine like beating up my chest

Minice no bud no seeds no stress

I'm high, she higher

I'm on, she wired

My nigga they goin go doody, my nigga they goin go Toby

I'm on the pill with some ropey around the club with my forty

[Hook: YV/E-40]

Whip it up