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samson tha great - draped you lyrics

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ap on like a viking 2x

hmm, new drip like it’s none
we done cop new drip like it’s none

look what i bought da b-tch

i take these b-tches for granted
i’m taking these n-ggas for granted
i’m taking these drugs for granted
i’m taking this money for granted
granted i loose it
cascade rd 12 got behind me
i was praying to god dat ioose them
praying to god dat i loose them…

(sirens)

chorus:
i draped that b-tch in versace
i draped dat b-tch in armani ( hmm )
i draped dat b-tch in balenciagas
had to take dat luh b-tch out them nikes (umhm)
i introduced her to percs (perky’s)
i gave dat b-tch a new birkin
she say she was layed off of work
i front that lil b-tch the work

i showed that b-tch how we kick it
i taught that lil b-tch karate
(dats not a flex)
strip her down to she naked
then dressed that b-tch for success (hmm hmm)
i’m pulling up with the bundles
her hair never looking a mess
ma’f-cka dressed in gold
big boy dressed to impress

verse;

red bottoms on ya…
yea , i put them on ya
gave you the bag…
look in yo bag, i put that in there
i put them racks in ya purse
i had to put in the work
broke it to her she was second…
you know them racks come first
i came up out of that mud
i had my d-ck in the dirt
you know this my universe
you don’t want beef ima jerk
yea hey, i don’t wanna loose any b-tches
i don’t wanna loose any friends over this
you know that my life is a movie
i don’t wanna loose no mo clips over this
chip in my engine
chip off the old block
i don’t wanna loose no mo chips over this
driving through rush hour bout dat paper
you kno dat my n-ggas gon flip in this b-tch
yea, look what i bought the b-tch
almost went out bad for the b-tch
almost went out sad bout the b-tch
i’ll never go half & half til i’m rich
pull up to the club and pull off with yo b-tch
smash & grab on ya b-tch
i’m in a win win situation
you can gon do the math it’s legit
my luh b-tch driving uber making dope plays…
we’ll never get pulled over ever again !

chorus:
i draped that b-tch in versace
i draped dat b-tch in armani ( hmm )
i draped dat b-tch in balenciagas
had to take dat luh b-tch out them nikes (umhm)
i introduced her to percs
i gave dat b-tch a new birkin
she say she was layed off of work
i front that lil b-tch the work

i showed that b-tch how we kick it
i taught that lil b-tch karate
(dats not a flex)
strip her down to she naked
then dressed that b-tch for success (hmm hmm)
i’m pulling up with the bundles
her hair never looking a mess
ma’f-cka dressed in gold
big boy dressed to impress



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