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drittygrocers - dritty pope lyrics

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[intro: dritty pope]
ha, who, ha ha ho ha who
ha, who, ha ha ho ha who
ha, who, ha ha ho ha who
ha, who, ha ha ho ha who
ha, who, ha ha ho ha who
ha, who, ha ha ho ha who
ha, who, ha ha ho ha who
ha, who, ha ha ho ha who
aye, aye

[chorus:]
make the beat, bake the meat
overcooked, overheat
bars on fire, yes, you’re hired
dritty grocers is complete
make the beat, bake the meat
overcooked, overheat
bars on fire, yes, you’re hired
dritty grocers is complete!

[verse 1:]
welcome to the grocery
well come in the hoes you see!
get the chocolate at the checkout
no cash? take your checks out!
drink a slurpee when your sweaty
frozen pizza’s almost ready
dip tositos in the queso
yes i’m high but also they know
dritty’s in the building
got a biddy on his building!
oh, the foamy that’s the clindy
always likes to soothe my bindy
put the sali on my face
meet the gal she at my place
at the market wearing lace
eat the salad just for taste
she’s strawberry blonde
and her bra isn’t on
and i’m high off the ‘uan’
turn around and she’s gone?
enter my market
don’t forget your harness!
bae goals in the fridge
babes in the crib
and now i’m gonna drink an extra big mr. pibb!

[chorus:]
make the beat, bake the meat
overcooked, overheat
bars on fire, yes, you’re hired
dritty grocers is complete
make the beat, bake the meat
overcooked, overheat
bars on fire, yes, you’re hired
dritty grocers is complete!

[verse 2:]
comin’ back with the pulled pork
i eat ‘tang wth a dirty fork
i got a box of the mac
we make macaroni i’m behind her back
but we ran outta soda
hit the grocery store, hit a grosser wh-r-, go grocery shopping
bro, sure i’ll cop it
no sir, i’m not sloppy
but i’m in the c-ke aisle. sure, snort!
never benevolent when i’m makin’ frozen pizza
i meet a disheveled b-tch and i f-ck her over easy
i fry her eggs, i make a man
he’ll make it big while you shoplift
yo, do good, feel good
but now they tryna steal goods
so now they think they feel hood
and now i wanna feel wood
mind over matter
it’s a hands on matter
stir up the batter
batter up, badder b-tt
hit it hard, seal it shut
no p–p, dritty pope
play the loop, okay nope!

[chorus: dritty pope & lil father time]
make the beat, bake the meat
overcooked, overheat
bars on fire, yes, you’re hired
dritty grocers is complete
make the beat, bake the meat
overcooked, overheat
bars on fire, yes, you’re hired
dritty grocers is complete!

[verse 3: lil father time]
i’m your neighborhood baker with the premium salt
pay me my labors and i’m out this b-tch
and i’m off to baltimore, more, more, need anything?
‘boutta hit the corner store!
milk and rye, that’s what i’m for
slumped, tucked
fitted, teeth gritted
grills fitted with plastic
chemistry can, ain’t that fantastic?
but bread’s stale as a hockey puck
yo, dritty in the grocery’ll hook you up!
steve off the bars, but still on the bangs
same with the sushi and same with the grains
protect us your mercy and
bring us the rain
the grain only grows when we unleash the bangers to fall to
hit drum like one-two
ears barely keep up like gum-shoe
ooh! diddlies on the mind, that’s my gumption
@sethmeetscience i’ll meet you at functions
413 get the f-ck outta dunkin’
let me tell you something:
fields of green that’s where i’m from and
pumpkin head trippin’ round fields of strawbs
we going to college, we getting us jobs!
illegal civ riot school is cool, like a lot
toss the old life reinvent your ways
see us on camera, see us at plays
drittywear collab with the frito-lays!
you know what i’ve been up to?
been doing for days
ive got vocations, sethmeetsprayer
but lemme be honest
dritty beats the meat but his girl likes it braised!

[dritty pope & lil father time:]
aye, aye, aye, aye

[chorus:]
make the beat, bake the meat
overcooked, overheat
bars on fire, yes, you’re hired
dritty grocers is complete
make the beat, bake the meat
overcooked, overheat
bars on fire, yes, you’re hired
dritty grocers is complete!

[verse 4: dritty pope]
got an ak-47 on my back, tryna shoot it
eat the soup with a fork but my mom said spoon it
all i’m doing is eating uncooked ramen
then i’m pooing bricks, red waters common
feel my intestines, feel up my next b-tch
they both bleeding, hey both pleading with me:
“stop beating it dritty, stop beating me dritty!”

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