Drip
King Tee
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(CHORUS) Ain’t none of you bitches stunting on my fucking drip I know all of you motherfuckers talking shit Y’all mad sensitive might as well call you clit Y’all motherfuckers got nothing on my fucking drip Ain’t none of you bitches stunting on my fucking drip I know all of you motherfuckers talking shit Y’all mad sensitive might as well call you clit Y’all motherfuckers got nothing on my fucking drip (VERSE 1) I’m an old record, I’m classical Take a break stop trying sabbatical All of them crowns I’m snatching them Leave a sticky hickey Vicky like Pattison Y’all mad, y’all pressed Y’all sad, depressed I must confess You’re badly dressed Im stunting, I’m rich Living, lavish That hoe, she tried Now poof, vanish I’m, coming off the G5 I’m, stunting and I’m living fine I’m, the best I ever been You, tryna get like me It’s cause I’m bossed up That leaves you pressed I stay sauced up You a full blown mess You get one turn, one term You can hold the crown But under one term (CHORUS) Ain’t none of you bitches stunting on my fucking drip I know all of you motherfuckers talking shit Y’all mad sensitive might as well call you clit Y’all motherfuckers got nothing on my fucking drip Ain’t none of you bitches stunting on my fucking drip I know all of you motherfuckers talking shit Y’all mad sensitive might as well call you clit Y’all motherfuckers got nothing on my fucking drip (VERSE 2) Ayo, Pass that crown to the real king You know I’ve been buzzing round T-Time to sting, I’m bad to the bone No chicken wing And I’m curving these bitches With no sling, ayo I’m bagging these bitches I never meant to do that When they come up to me I be like who dat You talk shit, get smacked You’re toxic, stand back Cardio, heart attack Time to bring the blonde back I’m an icon, recognise this face When you see me, Destiny’s Child, say my name I ain’t got time to make friends, better know your place If you come into my life know the rules of the game, ah Bring a baddie B The baddest B The maddest B Bring her round to Daddy Tee On her knees, make her plead Can her tongue do A, B, C’s Can her throat do X, Y, Z’s Can she make my toes curl If so, she the right girl (CHORUS) Ain’t none of you bitches stunting on my fucking drip I know all of you motherfuckers talking shit Y’all mad sensitive might as well call you clit Y’all motherfuckers got nothing on my fucking drip Ain’t none of you bitches stunting on my fucking drip I know all of you motherfuckers talking shit Y’all mad sensitive might as well call you clit Y’all motherfuckers got nothing on my fucking drip
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