歌詞
Come on party party
Fuck the party let’s get naughty
Drip drip drip drip drip
Let’s play just the tip
I rubbed it on her clit
I finished on her lip
Cabestan my wrist
I show you how to live
Automate my licks
Thank god for my big dick
I know I’m late I just stepped in
Look ... I Had business to attend
Ya ... My baby brought home twins
Mmm ... Left six legs trembling
You know I got that drip
My Come up imminent
Like God designed my fit
O wait ......yes he did
Drip drip drip drip drip
Baby got the grip .. ha
N she do the splits.. ha
I had em in the ritz..
Why you always asking what I spent on the shit
Everything owned I don’t rent none my shit
Platinum insurance no dents on my shit
Fireplace at the pad meant to get lit
Lit lit lit lit lit
Always up we don’t sit
I'm geeking just a bit
She licked it off her tit
Ya I’m riding on ya block
Made a left by the law
But I still bump fuck the cops
They never came I never called
Use my head to avoid falls
Got ahead n got them scars
On my head but it’s resolved
So
Let’s be real
You don’t want the kid involved
Like J Meeks I got the bars
N all the broads up in my drawers
See
It’s real Ill prolly catch another charge
For these beats left massacred
N punk rap stars who thought they hard
Fuck it
Drip drip drip drip drip
Leaking titanic
She’s seeking gigantic
That’s why she’s my bitch
No
I’ll never stop I want it all
Like Anna Shay I buy the mall
Then bring Christian For the house call
Come on Kev
Look I don’t fuck her like no dog
It’s more like digging in her soul
My baby love the long stroke
Ya
Yo I ain’t done with this yet
We gone have to bring this shit back
Ya right there
Drip drip drip drip drip
I always made it flip
My ops ain’t nothing big
I’m faster than theys whip
I used to dap you up bruh you was my guy
But there you go again thinking you real sly
So imma just give you some free piece of advice
You ain’t really bout it difference from you and I
Lick lick lick lick lick
I’m steady hitting licks
B22 for the kicks
More neck than ostrich
Ya I’m riding on ya block
By myself with no top
N I don’t even have my Glock
Ha
Ya
What can I say I love the charge
When I go at least 4 cars
Box me in dumping large
Cuz if not
You’re just adding to my scars
If you come then come hard
Or ya mother a sad moms
By the way
Everyday I give you bars
N that drip ya I put you on
N This fit is hand sewn
Drip drip drip drip drip
She running from the dick
Wait She was talking crip?
Guess this hit different
Look
Imma tell you one time
The freaks is all mine
Want hit well wait in line
No rush I take my time
Always toe the line
My bitch is a super dime
N her bitches are super dimes
Real shit
Its me
Written by: William Edward Saroyan


