Okay, you ain?t know shit It?s Weezy F baby like a newborn bitch You ain?t know shit I put your girl to work now, here?s a uniform bitch Pimpin? over
I was pussy whipped again Pussy whipped again A fine mess I got myself in Tryin' to be a buddy Trying to make a woman my friend Pussy whipped again
we're gona do this song for useless ohhhh i was in to whips'n'things she was into pain i would beat her black and blue when she called me names chained
vain. Cracking the whip. It's a new kind of pain. Cracking the whip. Don't try in vain. [guitar solo] Cracking the whip. Cracking the whip. Cracking the whip
of my good time buddies They're drinkin' in some cross town bar Sometimes I feel, oh, Lord, sometimes Like I've been tied to the whipping post Tied to the whipping post, tied to the whipping
have 'em too Oh, they're whipping, ah, they're whipping, ah They're whipping, ah, they're whipping They're whipping, ah, they're whipping, ah They're whipping, yeah, they're whipping
You've got me all tied up to the whipping tree But, oh, my friend, I'm just glad to be in love again My dear, it's queer, I know low and I know fear If
Take off your clothes Welcome to the Whipping Haus Where we spend all our evenings And we hurt those deceiving And we're safe from the outside world
it all begin? How did we die so fast? An upper-class invention To put us all in chains Enslavement, obliteration And now we're dead Industrialized society A gaping sore in history One whip
driving me insane Disguising Hell as pain Mistress of the whip Feeling my willpower slip Tightening your grip S. A. D. I. S. T. Mistress of the whip
there ain't nobody drivin' Ghostride the whip Yeah I'm dancin' on the hood Ghostride the whip Shawty knows I'm lookin' good I'm ghostridin' I whip
time turns around You must whip it You will never live it down Unless you whip it No one gets their way Until they whip it I say whip it Whip it good
got that whip appeal so whip it on me babe Keep on whippin' on me work it on me Whip all your sweet sad lovin' me on me Keep on whippin' on me who work
Cold winds may blow o'er the icy sea But I'll take with me the warmth of thee A taste of honey A taste much sweeter than wine He will return He will
Tell her you care each time you speak Make it her birthday each day of the week Bring her nice things, sugar and spice things Roses and lollipops and
Tangerine, she is all they claim With her eyes of night and lips as bright as flame Tangerine, when she dances by Senoritas stare and caballeros sigh
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, screaming look behind, hands on this waist of mine and I don't know where this will lead but i'm hoping you tell me out here whipping my hair all