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r3 da chilliman - copy drip lyrics

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[chorus: r3 da chilliman]
designer head to toe, they wanna copy drip
i showed up with the crips, but leave with your b+tch
41 bust down, came to show my wrist
b+tch, i know you starstruck, but you can’t take no pics
designer head to toe, they wanna copy drip
i showed up with the crips, but leave with your b+tch
41 bust down, came to show my wrist
b+tch, i know you starstruck, but you can’t take no pics

[verse 1: r3 da chilliman]
i’m in this b+tch with 30 bands, in all blues
my b+tch fly, gucci cymbles on her shoes
if you act up, the chopper help you make the news
[?] i got b’s on my shoes
i’m getting money from [?] you need some help
you going broke tryna keep up, n+gga, be yourself
b+tch, i’m diving in the money, call mе chilli phelps
smoked an ounce of gary payton, [?] chanеl
all eyes on me, i’m who they wanna see
stripped a n+gga for his packs, [?] 23
everything designer, b+tch, head to toe
if she start taking pictures, then she gotta go
you wanna be like me, i wanna get money
how you broke and you smiling? ain’t sh+t funny
big diamonds, ain’t no n+gga booking me
the glock’ll slam him on his back like booker t
[chorus: r3 da chilliman]
designer head to toe, they wanna copy drip
i showed up with the crips, but leave with your b+tch
41 bust down, came to show my wrist
b+tch, i know you starstruck, but you can’t take no pics
designer head to toe, they wanna copy drip
i showed up with the crips, but leave with your b+tch
41 bust down, came to show my wrist
b+tch, i know you starstruck, but you can’t take no pics

[verse 2: drakeo the ruler]
you can’t take no pics
b+tch, don’t get too close, or we taking sh+t
we know you don’t get no p+ssy, you be raping sh+t
you be flexing for the net, you’s a major b+tch
tried to run up on a chop, and got major flipped
do a n+gga so foul, had to change his name
see me, i’m [?] major pain
you finna get a halo, an angel face
finna hop out with that chop, and go stupid
he got a blower, but i know he ain’t gon’ use it
i’m finna hop out with that chop, and go stupid
he got a blower, but i know he ain’t gon’ use it

[chorus: r3 da chilliman]
designer head to toe, they wanna copy drip
i showed up with the crips, but leave with your b+tch
41 bust down, came to show my wrist
b+tch, i know you starstruck, but you can’t take no pics
designer head to toe, they wanna copy drip
i showed up with the crips, but leave with your b+tch
41 bust down, came to show my wrist
b+tch, i know you starstruck, but you can’t take no pics
[verse 3: liljeffgoesin]
came in looking like money, like i’m made of it
b+tch, i got big [?] potato chips
n+ggas ain’t really real as they say they is
i don’t know how many times i gotta say that sh+t
all my watches [?] like godd+mn
all my n+ggas getting to it, we ain’t holding hands
look, if you say you need them, then i’m on the way
getting money, making juugs, i do this everyday
i’m the n+gga in these streets, if you didn’t know
get a [?] got 24
you n+ggas broke, i sleep in that kenzo
i had d.n.g., but my fit valintino
[?]

[chorus: r3 da chilliman]
designer head to toe, they wanna copy drip
i showed up with the crips, but leave with your b+tch
41 bust down, came to show my wrist
b+tch, i know you starstruck, but you can’t take no pics
designer head to toe, they wanna copy drip
i showed up with the crips, but leave with your b+tch
41 bust down, came to show my wrist
b+tch, i know you starstruck, but you can’t take no pics



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