In Dat Cup

Lyrics

[Chorus] Whip it up, and put it in that fuckin' cup (x4) Whip it up whip it whip it whip it up (whip it up) (x3) Whip it up, and put it in that fuckin' cup [Verse 1: E-40] Her needs is tequila and sprite what she likes when it's time to get turnt Break down a wood and I roll up a blunt Then you a jug if you need one I got it Won't charge you much caz I flip my profit My money is tall not short like a hobbitt Breaking the launch chopper was in closet Swapping these rentals and staying out the way No time for recess cause husslas don't play Raise in the Yay repin the CA I might be in Houston or Mississippi Would be cribs that we roll in the studio ho Whippin up beats like a kilo a blow Cups in the bow farm in the air Couple a hoes and they dying their hair Working the pole she let em know she a pro no underwear There she go she right there damn she blessed don't need press And the breast derriere she wanna sit on my lap like am a chair I'm everywhere like gossip barbershop top topic I'm the talk gossip haters wanna catch me outta pocket bitch [Chorus] Whip it up, and put it in that fuckin' cup (x4) Whip it up whip it whip it whip it up (whip it up) (x3) Whip it up, and put it in that fuckin' cup [Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T.] I'm ballin with my niggas, hug up with my hoes House party killa feel like I just threw a show Ain't no chase a hilt 3-6 on his dick Henny in my system and a swear it make me swick Fresh to death for real yea that's how I live Crackin on a seal yea that's how I feel Shawty show ya grill get em we the flex Down to my last 4 try'na make it stretch Dying to get a whip, pineapple and vodka One shot there and shots up once she start I can't stop em Pussy poppin pros hit the floor from we call em Hangin on my dick screaming she just wanna party I told her whip it up [Chorus] Whip it up, and put it in that fuckin' cup (x4) Whip it up whip it whip it whip it up (whip it up) (x3) Whip it up, and put it in that fuckin' cup [Verse 3: Z-Ro] Ugh, my cups so heavy I promised it's bout a pint in it I call my ride the realmobile if you ain't real you ain't in it I put a 10 in this & a 7 in that I never run out I stay with it Turn up if you want to but guess what I'm goin do Get a 1 liter, put a 8 in it Then I turn down, yea that's right I said I turn down I make sure the police ain't around me before I let this chris tree burn down I cause I ain't try'na give the phone company no more money They ain't even want my freedom it's about the dolla and how many they can get from me Ugh Bitch I pour up in the water if the store close In my 2-door Bentley on Forgiato super duper low pro's I love Dr. Pepper I love big red, I love mountain dew , I love creme soda My nigga E-40, my nigga Big K.R.I.T. and I'm Z-Ro call us Team Soda Ugh [Chorus] Whip it up, and put it in that fuckin' cup (x4) Whip it up whip it whip it whip it up (whip it up) (x3) Whip it up, and put it in that fuckin' cup