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Drip Here Lyrics - Artist : Lil Gotit
Her baby...
Let's go! Big racks on me, I'm talkin' 'bout deal on white My shooter, they shoot shit like everyday 'Bout hood, baby, they gon' fuck up the place Pop a head and we be on till the next day If I'm gon' bum my wife somethin' down, make somethin' shake Wipe down the Benz, fuck her friend She gon' eat it 'cause I win Her ten but I'm on my ten I'm so high through the Cartier lean Boy, you broke, better gain Pullin' out lean, eatin' all your shit Check, clear, walk in lick It ain't nothin' to get you hit Let's wear it, take it there Big dog, whole bear Drip here, hoes there Off the PJ, hit the lair Diamond got shine, shine the lair They blind you up, oh, yeah, they stare Really ain't she holdin' down from the four Lil' Jeezy, my big head bang around Got 'em out a ten, they look like low I'm stiff on that bitch like a afro One new year of maulin' I'm perked up because they callin' That bitch so bad, no stallin' Got ran in like a law in We roll with the plugs, no cork I'm havin' thousands 'cause of no share I'm fast, stylist had no shirt Three hunnid, the clip, not talkin' dirt That wood and when she in we smokin' purp That glizzy gon' stuff and put you on a shirt I'm snatchin' your grey hair, yeah, they learn And yeah, I'm the bad man and they swerve And baby gon' make her way, Birkin Dig at it, they on the nerve Like a mine, they wait with a smirk They shine the Wraith with a curtain Beatin' that ass with turban I go through the money not learnin' it I caught the ting out the merchandise Juke killers, they got 'nother one Big racks on me I'm talkin' 'bout deal on white My shooter, they shoot shit like everyday 'Bout hood, baby, they gon' fuck up the place Pop a head and we be on till the next day If I'm gon' bum my wife somethin' down, make somethin' shake Wipe down the Benz, fuck her friend She gon' eat it 'cause I win Her ten but I'm on my ten I'm so high through the Cartier lean Boy, you broke, better gain Pullin' out lean, eatin' all your shit Check, clear, walk in lick It ain't nothin' to get you hit Let's wear it, take it there Big dog, whole bear Drip here, hoes there Off the PJ, hit the lair Diamond got shine, shine the lair They blind you up, oh, yeah, they stare Off the ground, in the air Make a bitch (Woo) Rick flair Pop my shit, fuck who care Antisocial, please don't stare They can't charge us, sound like a bear Got me shinin', look at the glare Keepin' it light, you can't compare You say that I'm broke to wear Drag out a hunnid round drone with clue Just lonely nigga, that's stick Walkin' round town with big bank roll Turn to a guy to a lil' lick Ain't cuffin' no ash and ain't cuffin' no thot Hell naw, ain't cuffin' no bitch You broke, lie on your bitch Got a few band, lil' nigga, I'm lit Big racks on me I'm talkin' 'bout deal on white My shooter, they shoot shit like everyday 'Bout hood, baby, they gon' fuck up the place Pop a head and we be on till the next day If I'm gon' bum my wife somethin' down, make somethin' shake Wipe down the Benz, fuck her friend She gon' eat it 'cause I win Her ten but I'm on my ten I'm so high through the Cartier lean Boy, you broke, better gain Pullin' out lean, eatin' all your shit Check, clear, walk in lick It ain't nothin' to get you hit Let's wear it, take it there Big dog, whole bear Drip here, hoes there Off the PJ, hit the lair Diamond got shine, shine the lair They blind you up, oh, yeah, they stare |
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