CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Feeling My Drip
They gon' feel my drip
They gon' feel my drip
Yeah, they gon' feel my drip
Yeah, I'm stacking these chips, I'm getting this paper
Smoking this cookie, it's all in the air
Y'all got an advantage, it really ain't fair
I'm the president, you n***as the mayor
I'm not a P, but I'm a player
Two fingers and a thumb, up in the air
B*t*h, I'm a shotta, my drip is so rare
Put kids on her face like a f**king daycare
Choppa the man, but Choppa so rude
I'm rockin' Balmains, don't f**k with the trues
Teachers wanna f**k me when I'm in school
She suck on my d**k, and I like when she drool
I'm the hottest when I step on the scene
Promethazine, I'm walkin' with a lean
Run up on me you gon' see a red beam
Addicted to money, I think I'm a fiend
F**k the other side, n***as don't like me
Never been a shooter, n***a just fight me
Iced out, got more ice than hockey
B*t*hes say that a n***a too c*cky
Beat the pu**y, left, right, like I'm Rocky
Pull out, baby girl come top me
Ion want it if the sh*t ain't sloppy
Deep throatin' just do it like Nike (Just do it, ho)
They gon' feel my drip (They gon' feel it, yeah)
They gon' feel my drip (They gon' feel it, yeah)
Yeah, they gon' feel my drip (They gon' feel it, yeah)
They gon' feel my drip (They gon' feel it, they gon' feel it)
I'm ballin' hard, you would think I'm a loss
Took a loss, now a young n***a bossin'
Breakin' these n***as down like a cloth
Catch him in traffic, and then I'ma off him
They copy my drip, and how I maneuver
Bangin' a shotta, but hang with some trulas
Beefin' with me, over computers
See him in traffic, my n***a gon' do him
Hot n***a, cuz I say with the heater
Spent a couple bands, just for some sneakers
Ma**ed up, b*t*h I'm robbin' the preacher
Sorry lord, but a young n***a need it
Plug walking when I step in Giuseppe's
Money green, like a pile of lettuce
Sticked up, lil' b*t*h come test me
This sh*t not sweet, it's gon' get deadly
I'm goin' fed like bag, yo
Two b*t*hes, that's uno, dos
He say I'm a hoe, boy hell no
I'm tough as nails like a rail-road
Boss n***a, lost in the sauce, n***a
Rollie on me, how much it cost, n***a
Say you tough, but you really soft, n***a
Killing these n***as like the Holocaust, n***a
B*t*h
B*t*h
B*t*h, B*t*h, B*t*h, B*t*h, B*t*h, B*t*h
B*t*h
They gon' feel my drip
Yeah, they gon' feel my drip
Yeah, I'm stacking these chips, I'm getting this paper
Smoking this cookie, it's all in the air
Y'all got an advantage, it really ain't fair
I'm the president, you n***as the mayor
I'm not a P, but I'm a player
Two fingers and a thumb, up in the air
B*t*h, I'm a shotta, my drip is so rare
Put kids on her face like a f**king daycare
Choppa the man, but Choppa so rude
I'm rockin' Balmains, don't f**k with the trues
Teachers wanna f**k me when I'm in school
She suck on my d**k, and I like when she drool
I'm the hottest when I step on the scene
Promethazine, I'm walkin' with a lean
Run up on me you gon' see a red beam
Addicted to money, I think I'm a fiend
F**k the other side, n***as don't like me
Never been a shooter, n***a just fight me
Iced out, got more ice than hockey
B*t*hes say that a n***a too c*cky
Beat the pu**y, left, right, like I'm Rocky
Pull out, baby girl come top me
Ion want it if the sh*t ain't sloppy
Deep throatin' just do it like Nike (Just do it, ho)
They gon' feel my drip (They gon' feel it, yeah)
They gon' feel my drip (They gon' feel it, yeah)
Yeah, they gon' feel my drip (They gon' feel it, yeah)
They gon' feel my drip (They gon' feel it, they gon' feel it)
I'm ballin' hard, you would think I'm a loss
Took a loss, now a young n***a bossin'
Breakin' these n***as down like a cloth
Catch him in traffic, and then I'ma off him
They copy my drip, and how I maneuver
Bangin' a shotta, but hang with some trulas
Beefin' with me, over computers
See him in traffic, my n***a gon' do him
Hot n***a, cuz I say with the heater
Spent a couple bands, just for some sneakers
Ma**ed up, b*t*h I'm robbin' the preacher
Sorry lord, but a young n***a need it
Plug walking when I step in Giuseppe's
Money green, like a pile of lettuce
Sticked up, lil' b*t*h come test me
This sh*t not sweet, it's gon' get deadly
I'm goin' fed like bag, yo
Two b*t*hes, that's uno, dos
He say I'm a hoe, boy hell no
I'm tough as nails like a rail-road
Boss n***a, lost in the sauce, n***a
Rollie on me, how much it cost, n***a
Say you tough, but you really soft, n***a
Killing these n***as like the Holocaust, n***a
B*t*h
B*t*h
B*t*h, B*t*h, B*t*h, B*t*h, B*t*h, B*t*h
B*t*h
