ishaan the rit god - legendary drip lyrics
[intro]
baby got that booty, she a legendary b+tch
gary payton in my wood, this some legendary sh+t
magazine got a hunnit, that’s a legendary clip
blew a bag on my fabric, that’s a legendary drip
[verse 1]
ya’ll n+ggas tried to count me out, but i’m back b+tch
lil dawg banging hammers, he judge mathis
balling til’ i hit the league, it’s march madness
blowing on some runts and they dryer than a cactus
i bet you smell cookie on my f+cking birth certificate
air you out like flat tires, move like a vampire
n+gga them woods burning up like a camp fire
he don’t like what the boss said, get that ham fired
it’s so hard not to send a hater straight to satan
life is like a hospital, you gotta have some patience
baby shake that ass for a god and catch a revelation
her booty clapping like a granny at a graduation
k!lled that p+ssy and put her coochie in a casket
i’m a throwback jersey, gave her that hardwood classic
rubber band that money, i light a wood up then i ash it
b+tch my justice poetic, that chop gon sing that janet jackson, n+gga
[hook]
baby got that booty, she a legendary b+tch
gary payton in my wood, this some legendary sh+t
magazine got a hunnit, that’s a legendary clip
blew a bag on my fabric, that’s a legendary drip
baby got that booty, she a legendary b+tch
gary payton in my wood, this some legendary sh+t
magazine got a hunnit, that’s a legendary clip
blew a bag on my fabric, that’s a legendary drip
[verse 2]
i can’t believe you made kids with that rat b+tch
selling p+ssy on the gram, that ain’t no bad b+tch
call my youngin’ jim carrey, he got that mask b+tch
got a check dallas, shout out to mavericks
baby call me master, she a slave to my f+cking wave
quick to leave a opp barbecued, sweet baby rays
you can call me yeezy, i done smashed a couple kimmy k’s
i’m a buccaneer, cause i had a couple tampa bays (baes)
flight to cali, that’s them legendary trips
bouta march to my february b+tch
like a soldier
put a goat on the wall, like a micheal jordan poster
i don’t ask her, i just operate like casper, then i ghost her
all these lames sweeter than a strudel out the toaster
gold bottle team, the gold bottle record holders
b+tch my heart cold, i don’t even think alaska colder
b+tch, it’s third grade, i be putting paper in a folder
[hook]
baby got that booty, she a legendary b+tch
gary payton in my wood, this some legendary sh+t
magazine got a hunnit, that’s a legendary clip
blew a bag on my fabric, that’s a legendary drip
baby got that booty, she a legendary b+tch
gary payton in my wood, this some legendary sh+t
magazine got a hunnit, that’s a legendary clip
blew a bag on my fabric, that’s a legendary drip
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