Whippin Excursion (Live) Lyrics By Giggs
Let's get it bouncing, bouncing, bounce
Hey, hey, hey
Whip it, whip it, whip it
Whip it, hey
Whip it, whip it, whip it
Excursion
Oh shit, I've gotta pick up that person
In the trap house putting that work in
You're not gangsta, you're just a (Internet version)
Whipping that where's who
You know me, I've got the littlest circle
Missus in the crib, you know I'm keeping that fertile
And we don't take picture, you know I'm keeping that (Personal)
White so clean, you know I'm keeping that Persil
Soon be the million dollar man, like I'm living with Virgil
Real shit, once did a little rehearsal
I'll be pulling big gun like, blaow, blaow, blaow
Gangsta, gangsta
With Lisa and Jackie (Grab Samantha)
Little bit of Drake and bang that sound
I'm the darkest (Rap black panther)
Man don't powder, and I doubt man pamper
Man a really bad man, and a dead man stamper
I'll go to HSB, I've only got one banker
A lot of man play Ken
Grab it and swerve it, turn it, (Bad man burn it)
We're banging that kermit, you gotta grab it and firm it
Banging that German whip and slanging that Sherman
Ain't mine to burn? Then fuck it, I'm grabbing that bird and
I just linked up with Buck, and I'm with Alex in Berlin
I'm gravity surfing, cavities hurting
Man of no mercy, man, I been murking
Man are jut actors, man are rehearsing
Thought man was all talking
Now man are reverting
So now man are converting
