Whip It
Kutt Calhoun Lyrics


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[Tech N9ne]
Hahaha Tech N9ne baby and this one is dedicated to all the ghettos across America. Kutt Calhoun I'm in a niggas hood baby check it out kuz the nigga just so, just so aaaahhh

[Kutt Calhoun](intro)
Kutty Cal Baby
We whip it whip it
We whip it whip it
We whip it whip it real good
Strange muzik nigga
We whip it whip it
We whip it whip it
We whip it whip it real good
Turn the base up mayne

[Verse 1]
So, I'm fresh up out da sto
Straight to da liquor sto
I'm bout to go cop me a fifth of B and hit the road.
I got da Keyshia Cole
But niggas wantin dro
It'll make yo shoulda lean so when you see me nigga blo

I'm in chevy the same color of cocoa leaves
caramel guts 26 armored up then they noticed me
I know da streets, scenic routes, in and outs, where dem rollaz B
Make ya chainz pop but the game right where it pose ta B
Elly Wellys we call em loviez das when you soak a tree
and get da scoot and smoke panoramic moment thats offered ease

I hold da key just like a mayor for what you wantin these
so yuk at me and i'm nayer just like a club for thee
But fuck with me and you could be missin just like a suckers free
Its such a ease sucker free niggas dont really fuck wit these




But the ____, They takin over over your much acheived
hushin me sort of like trent green where russians B.

Overall Meaning

The song "Whip It" by Kutt Calhoun is a rap song that speaks about the artist's experience in his ghetto neighborhood. The song is a collaboration between Kutt Calhoun and Tech N9ne, where Kutt introduces himself to Tech N9ne's audience. The song's chorus, "We whip it whip it, we whip it whip it, we whip it whip it real good," is repetitive but catchy, blending perfectly with the song's heavy bass sound.


The lyrics of "Whip It" describe Kutt's daily activities in his ghetto neighborhood. When he is fresh out of the store, he goes straight to the liquor store, where he buys a fifth of B and hit the road. He has Keyshia Cole with him, but he knows people want dro. Kutt Calhoun is riding in a Chevy that is the same color as cocoa leaves, with 26-inch rims armored up, and noticed by everyone. Kutt knows the streets, the scenic routes, in and outs and where the Rollas are. He can make ya chainz pop and keep the game right where it's supposed to be. Kutt Calhoun holds the key like a mayor to what you are wanting. He's like a club for thee, but if you mess with him, you could be missing like a sucker-free. Kutt concludes the song by stating that the hustlers are taking over what you have achieved, hushing him like Trent Green or Russians B.


Overall, the song speaks about Kutt's experience in the ghetto, highlighting his daily routine and the situation in the streets. The chorus's repetition and bass-heavy sound make the song addictive, and the rap's fast-paced style gives the listener an adrenaline rush.


Line by Line Meaning

Kutty Cal Baby
Kutt Calhoun introducing himself


We whip it whip it
Referring to drug dealing


We whip it whip it real good
Doing a good job at drug dealing


Strange muzik nigga
Referring to the record label Strange Music


We whip it whip it
Referring to drug dealing


We whip it whip it
Referring to drug dealing


We whip it whip it real good
Doing a good job at drug dealing


Turn the base up mayne
Asking to turn up the music


So, I'm fresh up out da sto
I just left the store


Straight to da liquor sto
I went to the liquor store


I'm bout to go cop me a fifth of B and hit the road.
I'm going to buy a fifth of alcohol and leave


I got da Keyshia Cole
I have drugs, probably cocaine


But niggas wantin dro
Some people want marijuana instead


It'll make yo shoulda lean so when you see me nigga blo
Smoking marijuana will make you lean, so I'll be selling cocaine


I'm in chevy the same color of cocoa leaves
My car is brown like cocaine leaves


caramel guts 26 armored up then they noticed me
My car is customized and stands out


I know da streets, scenic routes, in and outs, where dem rollaz B
I know the streets, shortcuts, alleys, and where the police are


Make ya chainz pop but the game right where it pose ta B
I'll make your jewelry stand out, but I know how to do drug dealing the right way


Elly Wellys we call em loviez das when you soak a tree
We call blunts Elly Wellys and smoking them is relaxing


and get da scoot and smoke panoramic moment thats offered ease
Smoking a blunt while enjoying the view is very nice


I hold da key just like a mayor for what you wantin these
I have access to drugs like a politician would


so yuk at me and i'm nayer just like a club for thee
If you disagree with me, I won't care like a bouncer at a club


But fuck with me and you could be missin just like a suckers free
If you mess with me, you might end up dead or in jail


Its such a ease sucker free niggas dont really fuck wit these
It's easy for me to avoid trouble, and other people don't want to mess with that


But the ____, They takin over over your much acheived
I'm not sure what the blank is referencing, but someone is taking over others' accomplishments


hushin me sort of like trent green where russians B.
People are trying to silence me, like Trent Green getting tackled by Russians




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

PhilMyFilth

[Intro]
F- F- F- Feature Presentation
Hahaha, Tech N9ne, baby! And this one is dedicated to all the ghettos across America! Kutt Calhoun, I mean the nigga hood baby, check it out, 'cause nigga's just so- just so- AAAH!

Kutty Cal, baby
We whip it, whip it, we whip it, whip it, we whip it, whip real good
Strange Music, nigga
We whip it, whip it, we whip it, whip it, we whip it, whip real good
Ay, turn the bass up, man, yeah

[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
So
I'm fresh up out the store
Straight to the liquor store
I'm 'bout to go cop me a fifth of B and hit the road
I got that Keyshia Cole
But niggas wanting dro
It'll make your shoulders lean so when you see me nigga, blow
I'm in the Chevy the same color as Coca Leaf
Caramel guts, 26 Arm-All'd up when they notice me
I know these streets; scenic routes, in and outs where them rollers be
Make the change, top of the game, right where they poda be
Elly-Wellys? We call them lovies; that's when you soak a tree
And get to scootin' and smoke panoramic moment that's so 3D
I hold the key; just like a mayor for what you want and need
So yuck at me and I'm mayor just like a [?]
But fuck with me and you can be missin' just like a suckers free
Is such an ease sucker free niggas don't really fuck with these
But the D they taking over, over your much achieved
Hushing me sort of like Trent Green where Russians be
So you know I'm

[Hook: Tech N9ne & Kutt Calhoun]
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good
Kutty Cal baby
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good

[Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun]
I'm from the city where the bullets go zang if you let them go
And we don't talk if niggas go bang it's a yes or no
And blue and red colored flags hang just to let you know
I tell you it's a pretty big thang if you reppin' MO
And niggas speak a slightly different slang if you peep the code
What it do and what is it be the same, just as what you know
But I can hip you niggas to some cane that'll leave your nose bleeding
Leakin' that vintage from your brain if you bring the dough
I'm part animal and part Confucius
Part Achilles, part Zeus, but my heart's with Deuces
Runnin' wild through the inner-city, marked a nuisance
Chop L's and Israelis haunts the new kids
Who don't have no idea how to cock and shoot shit
Just shootin' hot ones zeppo through the ghetto's acoustics
Like Lucas, stacy niggas gon' dash for music
I'm proven, got the game on grab like nooses
Blown fuses, whenever

[Hook: Tech N9ne & Kutt Calhoun]
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good
Kutty Cal baby
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good

[Big Scoob]
Back pushin' that trap shit to your tracklist
Tecca N9na's new package, Big Fella gon' snap bitch
Whip game, I'm magic, front flips, no backflips
Ill eatin' old passed whips, looky here, these facts, bitch (yeah!)
Big Fella y'all know me man, show me, homie, I'm still the same
I'm a little older got a little colder, I'm still a soldier, I'm blowing flames
Time to get, what's happening blood?
This don't get it I'm acting up
Y'all ain’t wit it, then I'ma go get it and ship it in, in the back of the bus
Nah, I'm just fuckin' with it, bickin' back and having fun
Bullshit I'm having none, pussy niggas best hold their tongue
Flip a switch and I'm with the shit get to clapping clips and I'm banging drums
Ignorant with this ignant shit and my only wish is you come get some!

[Hook: Tech N9ne & Kutt Calhoun]
'Cause you know
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good
Kutty Cal baby
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good

[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun]
Alligator Nikes, shadow shaded lights
I'm speeding like Ricky Bobby through the Talladega Night
Club jumping, I'm watching the sun dump from day into the night
I'm wondering, got to do something, it's playa-playa night
In Freaky's I'm V.I. to P. and playas lay it right
Big Nicolas at the front door and he says it's hater-tight
Decisions make right these bitches shade light
J-Lo and Mary J. up in this with stripper jay tights
Christie tastes white, it's Asti to Spumante and a Crystal Bud Light
Still live the thug life, I got a bud right-
In front of me and I'm pondering on what the bud's like
It's taunting me and been summonin'
I'm 'bout to make a move, yo baby what your name is?
She all ready too, 'cause her eyes is telling the truth
I gotsta keep it real hood, make it feel good
And when I whip it nigga, whip it, whip it real good
'Cause you know

[Hook: Tech N9ne & Kutt Calhoun]
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good
Kutty Cal baby
I steps like a real should
Paper but still hood, we whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good

[JL B. Hood]
I told you bitches where the fuck I'm from
Showed you this is where the luck might run
Out full of doubt
What you do wit' yo' mouth about to be part of the reason I come and bust my gun
Finna give up wanna be just like dumb
Nigga's a boar, be hunted just like one
This no war nor kick time, son
It's a warning, do nothing dumb
You can feel what it is when exposed to the G's
A real one exists this close to the league
Get ahold of the disk, you suppose to believe
He showed with the trip, and the flow's a disease
Coke gotta fizz, got zones of the trees
Never let 'em live, let alone let 'em breathe
Not a fuck I could give, like "fucks, what are these?"
[?] hoes Lebanese
Strange got the game in a guillotine choke
Language aimed seen finna be quo—ted
Know it ain't my enemy hope
Swank if you can't consider me dope
Ya skank wanna grope me and Joey Cool both
On the bull with a 7, no Toni Kukoč
Bitch check-in to whenever you post
Like her method would works, still whenever you close
You know what I'm yelling, yo somebody better tell 'em!
Hardhead make a soft-ass, let me get 'em
Up in art class was the only time he drew a weapon
At the bar blurred lines, I'm a urban legend
No T.I. TMI but I'm fuckin' with protection
Paperwork are red like I'm makin' a correction
Select what I said, hope you makin' the connection
We come at a nigga head, it come off him in a second
Me and Tech got high, said we finna do work
Spat hot lava, finna shoot first
Show respect not vibe like I could only do churches
My nigga wasn't alive, I am in the booth hurt!
Know that I'ma ride, but I tell 'em B. Hood
You would look odd in my neck of the woods
If I really wanna slide in your ho I could
But I'm God with a double O, dawg know I'm good!
Step like I should!

[Tech N9ne & Kutt Calhoun]
I steps like a real should
Papered but still hood, we whip it and feel good
Ayy, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it and feel good
I steps like a real should
Papered but still hood, we whip it and feel good
Ayy, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it and feel good



All comments from YouTube:

S-Mayhem

Kutty if you're reading this comment, please please please please do some more songs with Strange Music! You don't have to be signed to the label!!!

beef nacos

He done messed that up

Big T

Big scoob go hard on everything he touches definitely one of my favorite rappers I've found through strange. Keep reckin fellas

KillaCaff1

Scoob is ok at best

Big T

@KillaCaff1 depends on your age and how you talley it up bro

Mister Cee

@KillaCaff1 He has hitters and is underrated. Listen to his flow in some songs and he fuckin kills it.

Cady Janey

Scoob wrecks

KonaTheDragon

And has such a fire theme song!
BIG SCOOB!!!!
Ever since I heard that Big Scoob theme song like 15 years ago I’ve wanted my own signature theme song haha
We all deserve our own anthem like that 💯
Tech n9ne has always had so much love and commitment for his team 🙌

Jerry Carpenter

Good to hear all this on one track for real, brings out the classic and the new verses at the same damn time.

Tiona Linda Nguyen

Five years later., I'm lying here hooked up to monitors,hooked on drugs,arguing with ythe next me---you've come force me,I ... "Get that---so I can remember ythe woman I was with Ned, desirable, forum just a-little longer. Just a-little longer. I'm a-blockbuster away frome Sonny's and it's Saturday night again. Everything is still happening out in ythe city without me. That's is hard to process,hard to process. Saturday night Wil keep coming around,without me. Whoever I was. Ann. May-be.

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