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kiddo marv - real drip lyrics

[intro]
ooh baby baby baby
whoa-oh-oh, my-my-my-my baby
ooh baby baby baby
whoa-oh-oh, my-my-my-my baby

[verse 1: kiddo marv]
girl, you know i got the sauce, kind of hard to keep ’em off me
and i don’t leave the crib without the glock or the stick, i don’t trust n0body
i ain’t tryna have fun, no good dances for my b-tch, you gotta pay me to party
if you ain’t chasin’ paper then i don’t feel sorry, man, you just copped the masi
if you standin’ in the line with me, we gon’ eat, major nine call it the free lunch
promotors in they feelings, they doin’ bad business, you ain’t gettin’ a refund
let my side b-tch send my other side b-tch a lyft
just to pull up to the crib and l!ck the d-ck
i told her that my cousin so i know she ain’t gon’ trip
this would’ve never happened if the first one let me hit

[chorus: major nine]
baby girl i got the sauce (ooh baby baby baby)
it’s kind of hard to keep ’em off (whoa-oh-oh, my-my-my-my baby)
baby girl i got the sauce (ooh baby baby baby)
it’s kind of hard to keep ’em off (whoa-oh-oh, my-my-my-my baby)
baby girl i got the drip (drip, drip), ayy (drip, drip)
baby girl i got the drip (drip, drip, drip, drip)
she say she like me ’cause the drip (drip, drip, drip, drip)
a young n-gga got that drip, yeah (drip, drip, drip, drip)
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

[verse 3: yung miami]
boy you know i got that sauce so stop actin’ like i don’t
baddest b-tch in the city, i’m who every n-gga want
i’m conceited, yeah i took your man but i don’t really need him
he only hit my line when he hungry and wanna eat it
then i leave when i bust like a tec four-five
i got the sauce, i really drip, i need a wet floor sign
it’s yung miami ho, i’m the reason y’all sayin’ period
p-ssy wetter than the seaquarium

[verse 4: jt]
f-ck your six pack if you can’t pull out six racks
boy you broke, a mechanic can’t even fix that
i be drippin’, i ain’t even gotta go hard
fendi on my body like a bad report card (period)

[verse 4: major nine]
girl, you know i got the sauce, it’s kind of hard to keep ’em off me
i don’t even know the cost, yeah
but the drip make the b-tches take it off, yeah
no fairy tales, no dreams
bunch of bad b-tches and some tight jeans
she say she wanna l!ck me like some ice cream
i remember when them hoes ain’t even like me
slow it down baby girl, take your time
i just wanna see if you can bump and grind
i’m on this henny, baby girl on some wine
she told me stop ’cause i’m f-ckin’ up her spine
tell your friend she can join me if she want to
i’ma f-ck her ’cause i like her but i want you
you can tell how to clear it if you want to
either way i’ma still put it on you

- kiddo marv lyrics

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