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Drippin'

by London On Da Track

[Produced by Allen Ritter]

[Intro]
Thugger
What do you want from me?
It's YSL until we dead you know, I understand
I know

[Verse 1]
He geeked on beat
2 freaks I just geeked SK Kel-Tech XPD
OG off codeine, need more lean
Need more weed to proceed
I know B's, I throw B's, tall P's
I know Pirus I know nine deuce
If I call 'em they gon' kill it too
Call Duke, he gon' shoot
Yea, Thugger took it too
Livin' bulletproof, if I was you I would be mad too
Good shooter, I'ma good shooter
And if I wanna see some titties I go eat at Hooters
Yeah, yeah, I could be your teacher cause I got a ruler
My dad ate hunters for 30 years and they call him cougar, yeah
I got ice baby, f*ck your jeweler, oh
I sip Actavis straight out the cooler
Girl you know it, I'll do ya
I give you head, I want your Medusa
I need it, I need it (yeah)
I need it, I need it (yeah)
I need it, I need it (yeah)
Turn me up, I need it, I need it (yeah)

[Interlude]
You don't know ting about me okay?
Leave me alone man I just want the money
I get back with you when I'm done, okay?

[Hook]
Listen up, aye
I done spent, I done, I done spent a bag, hundred bands on her n*gga
Woah I'm comin', comin'
I'm comin' in your lane ready to clash with you n*gga
Big 6, yeah 6
6 golds in my mouth like an Old English can lil n*gga
I wrote my verse with 3 bars like an Adidas Stan Smith n*gga

[Verse 2]
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga
Didn't I tell you bout playin' with YSL?
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga
Didn't I tell you bout playin' with Lil Jeff?
Why you playin'?
Swear to God I got 100 blues, 100 reds, 100 blacks, on my right and left
n*ggas spent two bands on some Maison Margiela, pus*y n*gga watch your step
Bangin' big B's f*ck a Bentley
Do 150 just because they think it's rented
b*tches from the north, south, east, west, we got plenty
New Uncle Luke inside your town with way more riches
Make me, make me nut and get some new Indian Remy
Eh make me, make me bleed, swear to God, leave a n*gga drippin'
Drip, I'm drippin' from the start to the finish n*gga
Drip, I'm drippin' with my n*ggas and these b*tches n*gga
Drip, I got some Raf Simons on, no trippin' n*gga
Drippin', di*k-di*k-di*k, keep on drippin' n*gga
di*k on a stick, got her drippin' n*gga
di*k with my clique got her drippin' n*gga
di*k on her lips don't kiss it (oh drippin')
Jump, at it ribbit ribbit (drippin')

[Hook]
I done spent, I done
I done spent about a hundred bands on her n*gga
Woah I'm comin', comin'
I'm comin' in your lane ready to clash with you n*gga
Big 6, yeah 6
6 golds in my mouth like an Old English can lil n*gga
I wrote my verse with 3 bars like an Adidas Stan Smith n*gga