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drip - city girls lyrics

[chorus: jt]
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 on a hundred
y’all hoes hate (drip-drip-drip)
icy, this p-ssy pricey, these n-gg-s like me
wanna buy me and fly me private, won’t ask politely
(drip-drip-drip)
we’re the hottest, these b-tches know it, these n-gg-s, too
i will call a b-tch my sis and be f-ckin’ on her boo (drip-drip-drip)

[verse 1: jt]
jt, jt, jt (what?)
ain’t none of these b-tches 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 p-ssy so wet, come plug up this heat (ow)
i’m so nasty, -ss so fat, your n-gg- stare when he p-ss me
if i was you, i would hate me too (yup)
i be doin’ sh-t b-tches never do (yup)
i make a jealous b-tch sick, yes, she got the flu
but don’t try to be tough, it’ll not be cute (period)

[verse 2: yung miami]
m-i-a-m-i, keep a n-gg- on my side
and my main boo never trip ’cause this p-ssy good as sh-t
(drip-drip-drip-drip)
jt was in the benz, i have n-gg-s sending bread
pull them bickies to the side, i call that designer head (d-mn)
eenie, meenie, moe, i f-ck him, i f-ck his bro
do they love me? i don’t know, ’cause i’m all about my dough (drip-drip-drip-drip)
n-gg-, i don’t wanna snuggle, let him f-ck, he wanna cuddle
you know i got that drip, you look down, you see a puddle

- city girls lyrics

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