So Drippy

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Giacomo Girolamo Casanova (, Italian: [ˈdʒaːkomo dʒiˈrɔːlamo kazaˈnɔːva, kasa-]; 2 April 1725 – 4 June 1798) was an Italian adventurer and author from the Republic of Venice. His autobiography, Histoire de ma vie (Story of My Life), is regarded as one of the most authentic and provocative sources of information about the customs and norms of European social life during the 18th century.Casanova was known to use pseudonyms, such as baron or count of Farussi (the maiden name of his mother) or Chevalier de Seingalt (French pronunciation: ​[sɛ̃ɡɑl]). After he began writing in French, following his second exile from Venice, he often signed his works as "Jacques Casanova de Seingalt". He claims to have mingled with European royalty, popes, and cardinals, along with… more »

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You used to be my dog, you was in my left titty
It was time to ride, you ain't ride with me
We used to f*ck it up, back to back Bentleys
Got a bag and ran it up, we were so drippy
So drippy, so drippy
So drippy, so drippy, nigga
So drippy, so drippy
So drippy, so drippy, nigga

So drippy, so drippy (drippy)
So drippy, so (woo, drippy)

I thought you was my dog
We done broke the laws
Got that drip upfront
I give thanks to the Lord
Bought a Birkin for my broad
Penthouse Sweden, luxury cost
We stocked, my dog we used to starve
Now we got more bags than Santa Claus
Diamond wedding rings all on my paws
I done got so high, mama had to check my pulse
I'm thankful for my life, shit done made me a boss
I done climbed to the top, with these ain't use a claw
Me and Casanova cut from a different cloth

So drippy, so drippy (drippy)
So drippy, so (every time)
Used to be my cuz, you was in my left titty (drippy)
It was time to ride, and you ain't ride with me (ohh)

Thought you was my blood, shit went left like cuz
We was drippin' like a flood
You was wired, you was bugged
You in front the judge, when I hit you with the judge
Now you praying to the jury, should I ice you like my jewelry?
Gold Bag on Amaris, matching Pateks and a Presi'
We was trappin' out a Chevy
Smoke that loud, we was smokin' reggie
Hurt my heart, it was scary
Talk like broads, you too petty
Off them pieces got the Bentley
Stunt like Gunna, we was drippy

So drippy, so drippy (drippy)
So drippy, so drippy (ay)

You used to be my dog, you was in my left titty
It was time to ride, you ain't ride with me
We used to f*ck it up, back to back Bentleys
Got a bag and ran it up, we were so drippy
So drippy, so drippy
So drippy, so drippy, nigga
So drippy, so drippy
So drippy, so drippy, nigga

So drippy, nigga
So drippy, nigga
So drippy, nigga
So drippy, nigga

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