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letra de drip - bandhunta izzy & pyrex whippa

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[intro]
zone 6 n-gga, pyrex whippa
swag terrific i could drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
molly hangin’ off her lip, lip, lip, lip, lip
come here baby take a sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
in the kitchen, imma whip, in the kitchen imma whip whip whip
[verse 1]
run up and go get a sack, blitz
my outfit it come out of sacs, fifth
trap n-gga i got them keys, piano
hunnid round chop on the show who the rambo?
bought her a ticket she trynna get flew out
bring them bags to your trap make a move out
slide on a n-gga i put on my skates
do so much pound think i put on some weight
drum on a drape he ain’t like 808s
selfie-stick he get a shot to the face
sold in a week i re’d-up on the eighth
arp knock all the bones out of place
i got on bape, camouflage drippy
on the stove whippin’ and pyrex he with me
n-gga told me i remind him of nipsey
got a bad b-tch and my blueface be cryppin’
versace drippin’ i swear it ain’t nothin’
d-ck on a glizzy i see you was bussin’
stay with f and it sound like i’m cussin’
turnt him to a trampoline left him jumpin’
no i don’t want ’em, b-tches they want me
you got one bread hold up n-gga i want three
ran off on the plug he callin’ like f-ck me
should’ve listened when they told him don’t f-ck me
[chorus]
swag terrific i could drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
molly hangin’ off her lip, lip, lip, lip, lip
come here baby take a sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
in the kitchen, imma whip, in the kitchen imma whip whip whip
[verse 2]
young n-ggas on the block only like 13
they don’t go to school sell rocks that’s first thing
get your fool k!lled mouth dry they thirsty
swear i fell in love when i sold my first p
young n-gga 12 year old poppin’ percies
bro pop a xan fell asleep he swerving
f-ck them blocks swear to god she irky
all i wanna do is count up i’m nerdy
drinkin’ petrune, sh-t i’m like oo sh-t
glock 19 clip hang like a pool stick
i’m in my zone, tell him to cool it
blocboy jb i’m bout to shoot it
out in the streets with a dog i’m a big dud
i got that stick on me boutta do stick-up
pull up i’m shootin’ whoevers was witcha
words of advice don’t bring your kids up
b-tch, i’m leanin’
no, codeine and
i’m on some sh-t that have n-ggas out fienin’
for, no reason
n-gga play defense
i send a shot have them boys out there reachin’
n-gga they say izzy smoother than lotion
quarterback sh-t i put plays out in motion
molly dipped in water b-tch that’s the potion
swag terrific, i could drip me an ocean
[chorus]
swag terrific i could drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
molly hangin’ off her lip, lip, lip, lip, lip
come here baby take a sip, sip, sip, sip, sip
in the kitchen, imma whip, in the kitchen imma whip whip whip

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