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bodden - drippin' lyrics

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80 grams on my wrist

don’t let these young ninjas foul you

still jacob the jeweler

pull-up in a rari

n-ggas impressed

he a racer

baller

anna shooter

pull up diamonds blinding

f-ck poseidon

when i come through

you gonna need vizz-a-den

the way them diamonds blindin them

ain’t that that the truth

headed to the booth

rap what i do

living what i talking

all these b-tches stalking

i got no time for talking

chicken is you clucking

rooster trying to cluck

just wanna f-ck

keep the strap tucked

even when i f-ck

a b-tch will set you up

ain’t that the truth

did it to my mans

b-tch ain’t get his bands

we is too advanced

hence why i’m drippin

b-tch f-ck poseidon

n-gga

f-ck

poseidon

i’ve been running up a check

i’m the best

feel it in my chest

getting money now

gotta wear a vest

i’ve been running up a check

i’m the best

feel it in my chest

getting money now

gotta wear a vest

80

on the visa

half mill

american express

trips to italy

said she need it

to relieve the stress

remember

we was broke?

all we had is hope

got tired of

selling dope

cops

trying to

hang us

with the rope

n-ggas went to college

got

more knowledge

started paying homage

now

the lamb

orange

living out on orange

sh-t cool

much better

than it started

pull up on the block

stunting

n-ggas say

he sh-tted

before

he farted

man be before his time

i was on the grind

praying all the time

f-ck it i’ll just rhyme

did it all the time

started getting nice

still moving jawns

on the side

call it slip and slide

the way i slip and slide

long way

way from selling

nicks and dimes

batting up next

it’s my time

copped me a

sadiddy hoe

she from philly yo

she just sucked me silly yo

hit it from the back in my video

only cost me a bentley for-it

momma said i gotta stop tricking with these silly hoes

diamonds on the bezel

10 racks per diamond i embezzled

80 diamond bezel

n-gga do the math

bernie madoff ; the way i’m paid off

some real shootem if he cough

i just hush up and i floss

give me the loot

we ain’t gotta shoot

loud got me feeling moody

b-tch just hush up and do me

f-cked her the booty

now she trying to cuff

but i’m in a rush

quickies on the bus

gotta hit the road

never gets old

mad eccentric though

the adrenaline yo

got me feel like i’m drippin

either that or the loud got me trippin

i’ve been running up a check

i’m the best

feel it in my chest

getting money now

gotta wear a vest

i’ve been running up a check

i’m the best

feel it in my chest

getting money now

gotta wear a vest



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