dripill - taliban lyrics
drip!
drip! drip!
[chorus]
taliban taliban taliban
i’m ready for war like i’m taliban
pull up in a mini van
you know i got the plan
keep turning like ceiling fan
i’m f+ckin’ that b+tch, she from michigan
(skrr!)
taliban taliban taliban
i’m ready for war like i’m taliban
pull up in a mini van
you know i got the plan
keep turning like ceiling fan
i’m f+ckin’ that b+tch, she from michigan
(frr!)
[verse 1]
rap is a game, i’m the man
i do what i want, you do what you can
facebook wanna put me on the ban
i’m on the move like i’m peter pan
when it was smoke, they ran
they said that i’m crazy, i know
they said that i’m stupid, i know
they said that i got no flow
but when you see me b+tch, say that sh+t in my face, say that sh+t in my face
(frr)
i’ve been running my race
no one’s gonna take my place
i keep a pace
it’s by his grace
i’ll never get a disgrace
i don’t give a base
never show a trace
i’m the one you can’t replace
(skrr! skrr!)
hustle i embrace
i’m gon’ win a brace
my family has been through alot
i’m cooking in that pot
i swear i’m no loser, i’m not
i’m tying my knot
one day i’m gon’ pull the crowd
the blessings gon’ be loud
i’m gonna make mama proud
i can’t wait up
for my way up
so i gotta wake up
stay up
late up
lit up
push up
whip up
get my daily dough
even though
ain’t stepped on my toe
get me on the show
yes you better know
yes i gotta glow
put me on the payroll (skrr!)
we’re ’bout to stroll
you don’t wanna troll
you better read my scroll
i’m steady on patrol
my flow is what they stole
but they can’t play my role
i still move with the pole
these n+ggas don’t parole
i love my body as a whole
i’ll never sell my soul
i’m dirty like a coal
but i’m gonna get my goal
(prr!)
[chorus]
taliban taliban taliban
i’m ready for war like i’m taliban
pull up in a mini van
you know i got the plan
keep turning like ceiling fan
i’m f+ckin’ that b+tch, she from michigan
(skrr!)
taliban taliban taliban
i’m ready for war like i’m taliban
pull up in a mini van
you know i got the plan
keep turning like ceiling fan
i’m f+ckin’ that b+tch, she from michigan
(prr!)
[verse 2]
my brother be going nut
he just hit a bad blurnt
he can’t keep his mouth shut
he can’t rest his b+tt
he lost all his cut
he called someone special a sl+t
right now i’m being serious
i’m f+ckin’ mysterious
i cut ’em like scissors
(skrr! skrr!)
i’m cuttin’ the ties
i need no allies
you know what it implies
they’re livin’ the lies
i’m not good at goodbyes
it’s time to arise
back then i was f+ckin’ her thighs
that’s how time flies
i got my eyes on the prize
touch down the skies
there’s surprise
i’m gettin’ supplies
i’m gon’ make it with couple tries
(skrr! skrr!)
i wanna be famous
but now i’m dangerous
i’m not a f+ckin’ ignoramus
she f+ckin’ her bestie, amos (amos)
they left their goals to aim us (skrr!)
but god no go shame us (shame us)
so many times they try to weigh us down
they be the obstacles we see around
but they can never pull my crown
i’m gonna make ’em drown
’cause i run the f+ckin’ town
they’re f+ckin’ clown
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