Bulletproof Soul - The Whip (feat. Nyyjerya)

Cruisin' in this 94 Mustang, blood stain
Cruisin' in this 94, Cruisin' in this 94
Cruisin' in this 94 Mustang, blood stain
Cruisin' in this 94, Cruisin' in this 94
Cruisin' in this 94 Mustang
Already lookin' like a must stain
Zulu shoutout to my blood gang
Required cell
God I ain't do nothing
Nothing
I wake up in the morning roll a blunt mane
Wonder who the fuck i'm finna stunt on
Cuz i'm swooped up, couped up
I ain't do too much doe
Ain't no stocks naw baby this is turbo
When my seat up, got a heata, call her nina
And I really hope that you ain't gotta meet her
This a two-seater so who you tryna bring yeah
Forget your homies baby
You're gonna have to leave em
Cruisin' in my 94 Mustang, Mustang
Cruisin' in my 94, Cruisin' in my 94
Cruisin' in my 94 Mustang, Mustang
Cruisin' in my 94, Cruisin' in my 94
Pimps up, hoes down season
If she ain't got my money
I ain't leavin'
Ima hunt that hoe down for no reason
Naw ima hunt that hoe down for the treason
Cuz im cruisin' in this 94 bloodstain
Wondering why the fuck she tried to play me
And i'm cruisin' in this 94 bloodstain
Wondering who the hell she tryna play mane
Cuz I do this shit all fuckin day babe
I'm a real fucking P-I-M-P hey
Don't you ever gotta worry bout me naw
I don't fuck with no fleas, get off me ah

Written by:
Imani Taylor

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