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letra de drip drop drip (remix) - sp1cyxxxt3ddy

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[lyrics from snippet]

[chorus: rjldiablo]
ayy, drip-drop-drip, make it woo up on a b-tch
ayy, blip-blop-blip, we go cool ’til ya got the drip
i got ice, water, milli’s, rocks, and drip
i got ice, fiji, thousands, clocks, that’s drip
i got ice, water, milli’s, rocks, and drip
i got ice, fiji, thousands, clocks, that’s drip

[post-chorus: rjldiablo & seaohdeewhy]
me and my b-tch rock gucci and prada (prada, uh)
you like maga, how much red on your hat? it’s a lotta
pound cake, yeah, i love that, f-ck dollars (skrrt)
runnin’ through the crib, a f-ckin’ baller

[verse 1: rjldiablo]
(iy, iy, iy, iy)
iy, i’m f-ckin’ these b-tches, i ain’t got no riches
i only got wishes, that p-ssy delicious
i eat it all up, do it messy, no dishes
i love this shorty so much, she so vicious
uh, yeah, yeah, i eat it like hotdog
don’t come ’round my ends or else you’ll get shot-shot
or if you live here you’ll rob-obbed
and trust me, you don’t wanna f-ck with the mob boss
ayy, i f-cked your b-tch in the back of the rover
make you snore zs, no jay, no hova
i’m a f-ckin’ millionaire, so prepare, i told ya
gonna f-ck you up for that weed i sold ya
don’t compare k’s, ’cause my ice, it’s colder
been here for longer, yeah, my rice, it’s older
i’m all in her head like lice, i’ll fold ya
r.s.s. up in this b-tch, i’ma show ya
won’t ya shut the f-ck up, stupid b-tch
[verse 2: rjldiablo & seaohdeewhy]
pull up to your block and it’s beep-bo-bye
pull up to the shop with my brand new .9
brand new car, it’s a brand new life
f-ck the opps, don’t wan’ meet my knife
pull up to my ends and i’ma take your life
i slapped my cousin because he’s white
rj, b-tch, and i stole your wife
stole her heart then broke it twice
if she comes back running, don’t be surprised
i bought the pizza at burger king, i think i lost my sight
i’m all in her head like lice, all my sh-t hot, no spice
just ran over this b-tch for stealing my kite
voorhees, b-tch, i’ma k!ll ya in the night
kentucky fried children, come take a bite
just f-cked my sister, she asked for a baby wipe
you know i’m a f-ckin’ playboy at night
opps out to get me, come save my life
hookers all around, f-ck a lady of the night
just bought a pack of ramen noodles for a bl-wj-b with fright
blow up like hiroshima over night, iy
if you’re gonna drink don’t pick coolers lite (no-no, nah)
it’s ofm with seaohdeewhy
tell your dead relatives, “me gon’ see ya tonight”
b-tch got poor and came beggin’ to me
f-ck her, she only thinks negatively
compared to her it’s better i be
told my penpal to send a letter to me
i k!ll these motherf-ckers competitively
l!ck that cream like it’s relish it be
got caught stealing a snicker from the dollar tree
when i asked to eat her out, she said an apology
i’m rich as f-ck, don’t bother me
pray, it’s a f-ckin’ god i be, uh
raped an infant for a rice krispy
mmm, she sure got a lil d-cky (wait, what?)
when i asked to borrow a lighter she gave me a 50
shut the f-ck up, b-tch, stop actin’ all b-tchy
[chorus: rjldiablo]
ayy, drip-drop-drip, make it woo up on a b-tch
ayy, blip-blop-blip, we go cool ’til ya got the drip
ayy, drip-drop-drip, make it woo up on a b-tch
ayy, blip-blop-blip, we go cool ’til ya got the drip
i got ice, water, milli’s, rocks, and drip
i got ice, fiji, thousands, clocks, that’s drip

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