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letra de trippin'! - rxign

[chorus]
yuh, i can’t think right (naw)
p-ssy n—- really think we gon’ fight (what?)
yeah, ayy, handle it right (handle)
mix it in my drink just like a dirty sprite (sprite)
yeah, ayy, i can’t think right
p-ssy n—- really think we gon’ fight (what?)
yuh, handle it right (handle)
mix it in my drink just like a dirty sprite (sprite b-tch!)

[first verse]
ayy, money gon’ change me (ayy, nah)
i had the blue bills, bust it like 2 rounds (yeah, 2)
bouta’ make 2 mill’ (2)
i had to choose the life of the wealth
and n—- it was too real (yeah)
shooting for full material (terial’)
b-tch, now we up in the hills (hills)
yeah, i popped a bean
now i’m, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’ (trippin’, trippin’)
off the lean, that i’m, sippin’, sippin’ (sippin’, sippin’)
perc, perc, yeah
perc, codeine, yeah i missed it (missed it)
yeah, puta’s in the porche
while i’m swerving through the village, ayy (village)
yeah, mamacita comin’ wit’ me
she just gave me toppie, yuh (top)
gave me sloppy, sloppy, yuh, b-tch (yuh, ayy)
now yo’ homeboy got caught slippin’
caught him, talkin’, talkin’, uh (what?)
call him, oppy, oppy, b-tch (what? b-tch!)
[chorus]
yuh, i can’t think right (naw)
p-ssy n—- really think we gon’ fight (what?)
yeah, ayy, handle it right (handle)
mix it in my drink just like a dirty sprite (sprite)
yeah, ayy, i can’t think right
p-ssy n—- really think we gon’ fight (what?)
yuh, handle it right (handle)
mix it in my drink just like a dirty sprite (sprite b-tch!)

[interlude]
yuh, i can’t think right
p-ssy n—- really think we gon’ fight
yeah, ayy, handle it right
mix it in my drink just like a dirty sprite
yeah

[second verse]
c-ck the sh-t back (chew)
reload, and shoot stacks, out my money bag (pew, pew, pew)
chasin’ it, like a jaguar (jaguar)
but i ain’t, swervin’ in no jaggy (nah)
pull up in a wraith, wit’ all stars, yuh (star)
swervin’ in that v-12 engine (12)
pull up, we gon’ unload
wit’ sticks, stones and choppers (choppers)
f-ckin’ on yo’ b-tch, no we ain’t finna’ pause
keep that sh-t on play, contemplate (play, play, play, play)
weather, i’m finna wipe you off this earth
or keep you, as my slave, yuh (slave)
took yo’ lil’ b-tch, you was simpin’ (simpin’)
call you a lil’ simper (simper’)
might just put you in a grave
eating ice cream, while i’m waiting for your soda (ice)
leave this earth, stupid b-tch (earth)
know that ima’ allways, trippin’, trippin’, trippin’ (trippin’, trippin’, trippin)
on yo’ soul, b-tch, yeah
[chorus]
yuh, i can’t think right (naw)
p-ssy n—- really think we gon’ fight (what?)
yeah, ayy, handle it right (handle)
mix it in my drink just like a dirty sprite (sprite)
yeah, ayy, i can’t think right
p-ssy n—- really think we gon’ fight (what?)
yuh, handle it right (handle)
mix it in my drink just like a dirty sprite (sprite b-tch!)

- rxign

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