DRIPPIN’ TRIPPIN’ lyrics

[VERSE 1]
b*tch I MIGHT HAVE TO WHIP OUT MY KATANA BLADE
END YO WHOLE sh*t LIKE THE f*ckIN' BUBONIC PLAGUE
SYRUP THAT I SIP GOT ME LEANIN' ALL DAMN DAY
THROW A f*ckIN' FIT IF I DON'T GET MY DAMN WAY
BOY FROOT IN THIS b*tch, DO YOU HEAR WHAT THE f*ck I SAY?
DON'T GIVE ME NO LIP UNLESS YOU WANT TO DIE TODAY
GOT AN OUNCE TO FLIP, IF YOU WANT IT THEN I MUST GET PAID
SOME OF THAT PURPLE HAZE, ON THE CAR IS CANDY PAINT

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DRIPPIN', TRIPPIN'
BOY FROOT PIMPIN'
STEP UP TO ME YOU BETTER HAVE THE PISTOL GRIPPIN'
GOT YO b*tch ON HER KNEES AND NOW SHE GET TO STRIPPIN'
AND SHE ACTIN' LIKE A SLEEZ ON MY di*k SHE LICKIN'

[VERSE 2]
DRIPPIN' TRIPPIN' BONGS I BE RIPPIN'
STEP UP TO ME WRONG IN YO BALLS I AM KICKIN'
BOY FROOT SHOT CALLER YOU CAN'T TOUCH ME IN THE KITCHEN
DAMN RIGHT I'M A BALLER AND MY FOOD'S FINGER LICKIN'
I'M THE DIRTIEST MC YOU EVER KNEW
WHO'S THE FLIRTIEST? THAS ME, YOU KNOW IT'S FROOT
I TAKE YO GIRL THEN WE GO UP TO MY BEDROOM
THEN I'M GONNA HURL CUZ I DRANK TOO MUCH BOOZE
b*tch
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