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letra de drip - mazzeratti duke

[intro]
al geno on the track
yeah

[chorus]
them hoes gon’ wait for drip, put ’em in a lineup
yeah, this ain’t no basic gear, it’s all designer
can’t f-ck no basic b-tch, they all nines and up
it’s rare you meet a n-gg- like me, she got all kind of luck, yeah
hood n-gg- got rap money, this ain’t regular
thirty dollar phone, how i make a hundred off this cellular?
never had hoop dreams but that b-tch know i’m a player
she can buy me a hundred capes but that b-tch know i won’t save her

[verse 1]
’cause that’s just how we raised up
then i beat her face like i do makeup
but i still can’t save her, i just can’t be laid up
b-tch, i’ll see you later, she know i’m a player
if i ever save a ho, then that b-tch look like jada
told the b-tch i don’t want no cap, she like, “oh yeah, i be with rylo”
she a lucky ho, if she ever met me, it’s a chance she hit that lotto
i’m from alabama but i’m pulling scams, might catch me at wells fargo
i’m a hood n-gg- with some b-tches, you can get a ticket later for a minute
i just might put you in my lineup
tryna pick the paint off my pants, i’m just like, “chill, ho, these designer”
goyard belt, can’t find ’em
never been no basic n-gg-, i can’t f-ck no basic b-tch
get my shoes from jeffrey’s, b-tch, i can’t be rockin’ basic kicks
you catch this drip, that’s a big slip, it ain’t no regular fall
it’s rare you meet a n-gg- like me, i ain’t your regular dawg
he a gentleman, i’m a civil man, i’m tryna nut all in your mouth
get the drip from france, i know you a fan, baby, you can’t catch me in no mall

[verse 2]
i’m not no hero shawty, i don’t think i look like superman
i’m tryna pick you up and drop you off, i’m like the uber man
i ain’t tryna be ’round you too long, i ain’t tryna move in
you say you laid up waiting on me, but i bring the whole crew in
i don’t even want you here, just got your text to let me claim your two twins
these christian loubs, spikes on my shoe, baby, these was two bands
i’m a rockstar, ain’t no guitar, but i brought the tool in
they say that water deep, i hopped off the porch and jumped smooth in
me and luke made fifty bands off a phone, half a bag get you gone
made the news but he ain’t make it home, grim reaper with that chrome
green beam on them sticks, like a turtle, n-gg-, they ain’t moving slow
i drop it off at your door
i put that sh-t on and get at your ho
i got them sticks but i’m looking for more, yeah
i got them sticks but i’m looking for more
i got them licks but i’m looking for more
she suck my d-ck but i still want some more, hmm
yeah, i f-ck that b-tch but she still want some more
say that i’m dirty like drank that i pour
i cut your gr-ss and i kick in your door

- mazzeratti duke

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