Whip You With a Strap Ghostface Killah
"Whip You With a Strap" by Ghostface Killah, released in 2006, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of street life, violence, and resilience. The lyrics convey a raw narrative of survival and retribution, showcasing Ghostface's vivid storytelling. Unique elements include intricate wordplay and a gritty beat, reflecting the harsh realities of urban life. The song has contributed to the ongoing narrative of East Coast hip-hop culture.
[Hook: Sample]
"Take me across her lap
She used to whip me with a strap
When I was bad"
"—bad"
"Take me across her lap
She used to whip me with a strap
When I was bad"
"—bad"
[Verse 1]
Picture me snotty nose sittin on my aunt's lap
The kid like 5 or 6 shit I will curse back
I got it from the older folks sittin in the living room
Everybody had cups stylistic song boom
But then came Darryl Mack lightin' all the reefer up
Baby caught a contact I'm trying to tie my sneaker up
I'm missing all the loops strings going in the wrong holes
It feels like I'm wobbling, look at all these afros
Soon as I thought I was good the joke's on me
I heard a voice "get in the room," I get angry
Stomp my feet, catch a tantrum
Spit, scream, fuck that
Momma shake me real hard, then get the big gat
That's called the belt help me as I yelled
I'm in the room like (panting)"huh, huh, huh" with mad welps
Ragged out, bad belt yes her presence was felt
Then get my black ass in the bed it's time crash out (pass out)
"Take me across her lap
She used to whip me with a strap
When I was bad"
"—bad"
"Take me across her lap
She used to whip me with a strap
When I was bad"
"—bad"
[Verse 1]
Picture me snotty nose sittin on my aunt's lap
The kid like 5 or 6 shit I will curse back
I got it from the older folks sittin in the living room
Everybody had cups stylistic song boom
But then came Darryl Mack lightin' all the reefer up
Baby caught a contact I'm trying to tie my sneaker up
I'm missing all the loops strings going in the wrong holes
It feels like I'm wobbling, look at all these afros
Soon as I thought I was good the joke's on me
I heard a voice "get in the room," I get angry
Stomp my feet, catch a tantrum
Spit, scream, fuck that
Momma shake me real hard, then get the big gat
That's called the belt help me as I yelled
I'm in the room like (panting)"huh, huh, huh" with mad welps
Ragged out, bad belt yes her presence was felt
Then get my black ass in the bed it's time crash out (pass out)
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