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Chicote Borgonha (feat. MED, Blu & Jimetta Rose)

Madlib

Burgundy Whip (feat. MED, Blu & Jimetta Rose)

It was a burgundy whip
And it was something to see
He had me up at the wheel
And he would fuck with the beats
It was a burgundy whip
We know, we know
And it was something to see
We know, we know
He had my roll down the window
We know, we know
And he would blow out the weed
We know, we know
It was a burgundy whip

Buck 5th and a hugable dip on the flip
And it was hugging the strip
Puffin a stick, whipping something legit on a bitch
Kibbles and bits for the way you got missed
While we was, tryna get what we could get and got rich
Thank God nobody got hit or got pinched or got
Body the hit without a shotti to grip, I got
Just a few tryna get on the flip with the flu
Spitting the sick shit we been through
Benz with the tint, no roofs on the coupe
Friends with the two door, swoop on the loop
Had 'em on the clue calling two more through and it's true

It was a burgundy whip
And it was something to see
He had me up at the wheel
And he would fuck with the beats
It was a burgundy whip
We know, we know
And it was something to see
We know, we know
He had my roll down the window
We know, we know
And he would blow out the weed
We know, we know
It was a burgundy whip

Roll in, like waves in the ocean coastin' we
Wait, Sun rays, pretty babes open
Moisten like Hostess Cakes, life, being what you make
Let's make it, yeah, wait for nothing to live, yeah
Something to spend in this, up in this bitch
Hey, listen mo', indent space for the 'centric
Hop in the whip with a piff lit
Go, dipping through the one way
Swoop, maroon Moon burgundy coupe
Flew past hands through the deuce through the Moon roof
Cruise alone, got the cell phone
Find peace with the owner of the inner home

It was a burgundy whip
And it was something to see
He had me up at the wheel
And he would fuck with the beats
It was a burgundy whip
We know, we know
And it was something to see
We know, we know
He had my roll down the window
We know, we know
And he would blow out the weed
We know, we know
It was a burgundy whip

Chicote Borgonha (feat. MED, Blu & Jimetta Rose)

Era um chicote borgonha
E era algo de se ver
Ele me colocou na direção
E ele mexia com os beats
Era um chicote borgonha
A gente sabe, a gente sabe
E era algo de se ver
A gente sabe, a gente sabe
Ele fez eu baixar a janela
A gente sabe, a gente sabe
E ele soltava a fumaça da erva
A gente sabe, a gente sabe
Era um chicote borgonha

Buck 5th e uma curva suave na virada
E ele abraçava a pista
Puffando um baseado, fazendo algo legítimo com uma mina
Kibbles e bits pelo jeito que você foi esquecida
Enquanto a gente tentava pegar o que podia e ficou rico
Graças a Deus ninguém se machucou ou foi pego ou
Levou a batida sem uma shotti pra segurar, eu tenho
Só alguns tentando entrar na jogada com a gripe
Mandando as rimas pesadas que já passamos
Benz com a película, sem teto no coupe
Amigos com o dois portas, passando na volta
Tinha eles na pista chamando mais dois e é verdade

Era um chicote borgonha
E era algo de se ver
Ele me colocou na direção
E ele mexia com os beats
Era um chicote borgonha
A gente sabe, a gente sabe
E era algo de se ver
A gente sabe, a gente sabe
Ele fez eu baixar a janela
A gente sabe, a gente sabe
E ele soltava a fumaça da erva
A gente sabe, a gente sabe
Era um chicote borgonha

Entrando, como ondas no oceano, deslizando
Espera, raios de sol, garotas lindas se abrindo
Umedecendo como bolos Hostess, a vida, sendo o que você faz
Vamos fazer isso, é, não espere nada pra viver, é
Algo pra gastar nisso, aqui nessa parada
Ei, escuta mais, espaço reservado pro 'centrado'
Pula no chicote com um baseado aceso
Vai, deslizando pela mão única
Swoop, coupe borgonha marrom
Passou rápido pelas mãos através do teto solar
Cruze sozinho, com o celular
Encontre paz com o dono do lar interior

Era um chicote borgonha
E era algo de se ver
Ele me colocou na direção
E ele mexia com os beats
Era um chicote borgonha
A gente sabe, a gente sabe
E era algo de se ver
A gente sabe, a gente sabe
Ele fez eu baixar a janela
A gente sabe, a gente sabe
E ele soltava a fumaça da erva
A gente sabe, a gente sabe
Era um chicote borgonha

Composição: Madlib