Lyrics City Girls – Drip

Drip-drip-drip on a hundred
Y’all hoes hate
Drip-drip on a hundred
Y’all hoes hate

JT, JT, JT (What?)
Ain’t none of these bitches like me (No)
I don’t need no mic to turn to a freak
My bread so dumb, but he still call me geeked
My pussy so wet, come plug up this heat (Ow)
I’m so nasty, ass so fat, your nigga stare when he pass me
If I was you, I would hate me, too (Yup)
I be doin’ shit bitches never do (Yup)
I make a jealous bitch sick, yes, she got the flu
But don’t try to be tough, it’ll not be cute (Period)

Drip-drip-drip on a hundred
Y’all hoes hate
Drip-drip on a hundred
Y’all hoes hate
Drip-drip-drip on a hundred
Y’all hoes hate
Drip-drip-drip-drip on a hundred
Y’all hoes hate (Drip-drip-drip)

M-I-A-M-I, keep a nigga on my side
And my main boo never trip ‘cause this pussy good as shit (Drip-drip-drip-drip)
JT was in the Benz, I have niggas sending bread
Pull them Bickies to the side, I call that designer head (Damn)
Eenie, meenie, moe, I fuck him, I fuck his bro
Do they love me? I don’t know, ‘cause I’m all about my dough (Drip-drip-drip-drip)
Nigga, I don’t wanna snuggle, let him fuck, he wanna cuddle
You know I got that drip, you look down, you see a puddle

Drip-drip-drip on a hundred
Y’all hoes hate
Drip-drip on a hundred
Y’all hoes hate
Drip-drip-drip on a hundred
Y’all hoes hate (Drip-drip-drip)
Icy, this pussy pricey, these niggas like me
Wanna buy me and fly me private, won’t ask politely
We’re the hottest, these bitches know it, these niggas, too
I will call a bitch my sis and be fuckin’ on her boo