Текст Yella Beezy – Big Drip
Текст:
Boot me up, JT
Ayy
Lil’ baby keep your hands off me, I got big drip
I got a couple blood partners but I’m a big crip
You say your nigga drippin’ sauce but not like this here
I swear all I wear designer, I got big drip
This a hundred dollar lineup, I got big drip
Cash money, no Big Tymers, I got big drip
These Lam’ doors suicidal, I got big drip, uh
Your baby mama on my hit list
Old hoes on my shit list
Been gettin’ money since I was young
And you ain’t know that I was this rich
Blow me like a stogie
Holy moly, I love a thick bitch
I’m on fire and I’m flier than a flyer, bitch it’s big drip
Ice made her froze up
Baby pick your clothes up
I ain’t trickin’, bitch I’m pimpin’
So you know that lil’ bitch chose up
Hopped out the Lambo, I’ma lift the doors up
Got all this gold drippin’ on me
You would think that I’m gold dust
Ever fucked a Dallas nigga?
No, I don’t need no stylist, nigga
This money got no limit
Master P, yeah I’m ’bout it, nigga
Fifty bands, nigga, one day, I’ma count it, nigga
Kickin’ flavor, I’m a player
Lil’ baby keep your hands off me, I got big drip
I got a couple blood partners but I’m a big crip
Up in the Benzo, Glock extendo, got a big clip
You say your nigga drippin’ sauce but not like this here
I swear all I wear designer, I got big drip
This a hundred dollar lineup, I got big drip
Cash money, no Big Tymers, I got big drip
These Lam’ doors suicidal, I got big drip
Why you talkin’ ’bout it? You know I’m the man
If I tell you, break your jaws off, you know I ain’t playin’
Every night I doze off, that Ruger in my hand
You must think I’m a ho now, shoot you where you stand
Hoes grabbin’ on my Boudin, swangin’ in a new Benz
Book me for a show, I swear to God I’m bringin’ the tool in
The way these niggas hatin’, I ain’t got time for no new friends
Ayy, I’m gone off a four of drink, lil’ mama pop ’bout two xans
You wanna get loaded, I’ma take your ass to XTC
Put you on an ecstasy, get freaky bitches next to me
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money, say lil’ honey, ain’t no textin’ me
Keep tryin’ to find a recipe but nigga ain’t no guessin’ me
Lil’ baby keep your hands off me, I got big drip
I got a couple blood partners but I’m a big crip
Up in the Benzo, Glock extendo, got a big clip
You say your nigga drippin’ sauce but not like this here
I swear all I wear designer, I got big drip
This a hundred dollar lineup, I got big drip
Cash money, no Big Tymers, I got big drip
These Lam’ doors suicidal, I got big drip
