This is a song about "My whip"

(it dont matter they just go back to the old whip)

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

But i whip out the pad and think

Now i'm playin' solitaire patient

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

New nickname for you kid, drip drip, whip whip it out you couldn't make

I roll arond in my new whip

But see i planned a trip

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Fine leather stitch so dont flick your joint tips in this whip

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Put the whip cream on my balls spank lick it off

My whip gets any iller i swear that i'll get car sick

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

The engine in back of my car

Whip bitches with greek tar.