alabama - mnca lyrics
[chorus: edc charlie]
drip, drip, yea
drip on me down to the socks
balling like i’m getting money playing for the hawks
shawty call me roddy by the way i beat the box
buy that b*tch a diamond watch how quick the panties drop
shorty get to drippin you can tell i need a mop
shorty ain’t new you can tell by the hop
she call me blue clue you can tell ima dog
she too thick from alabama
nailing her down just like a hammer
driving around in a phantom
looking to swing hey batta batta
shorty too sweet yea, oh a cancer
shorty a freak yeah, she a dancer
shorty a g
the way she keep it low key
the way she ride on the beat
i found thе answer
[verse 1: mnca]
insecurities and inhibitions
i been feeling latеly sh*t i ain’t trippin
float on the water oil in my system
she a game winning shot i bet i’m hitting
i can fly like mike and my b*tch scottie pippen
if we ever sick then we never trippin
like a satellite we keep a higher distance
when the smoke gone that sh*t non existent
easy to ask what to do if the racks come
but what if they don’t
know too many n*ggas who came with they hands out
but what do they want
know too many n*ggas who rolling them woods up
but don’t want no smoke
don’t hop on n0body else flow paint a picture and make it your own
[chorus: edc charlie]
drip, drip, yea
drip on me down to the socks
balling like i’m getting money
playing for the hawks
shawty call me roddy
by the way i beat the box
buy that b*tch a diamond
watch how quick the panties drop
shorty get to drippin
you can tell i need a mop
shorty ain’t new
you can tell by the hop
she call me blue clue
you can tell ima dog
she too thick from alabama
nailing her down just like a hammer
driving around in a phantom
looking to swing hey batta batta
shorty too sweet yea, oh a cancer
shorty a freak yeah, and she a dancer
shorty a g
the way she keep it low key
the way she ride on the beat
i found the answer
[verse 2: edc charlie & mnca]
yea girl
tell me what you doing yea
tell me what you started
you don’t want none but the money in my wallet
cracked credit cards, bank accounts and deposits
you wasn’t even there when we recorded in the closet
big bank roll ima shoot it like a rocket
everybody got a hustle don’t you ever knock it
pimpin ain’t sl!cking ain’t trickin if you got it
you got it yea, yea you got it!
[verse 3: edc charlie]
im diggin her eyes
it ain’t just the smile
i’m loving the way that she balance it
i open them thighs i see no surprise
her p*ssy so wet can i stick it in
give her the rod and she reel it in
that kinda hurt cause her titty big
or maybe that way that i dig it in
the way that i dig it in
[chorus: edc charlie]
drip, drip, yea
drip on me down to the socks
balling like i’m getting money
playing for the hawks
shawty call me roddy
by the way i beat the box
buy that b*tch a diamond
watch how quick the panties drop
shorty get to drippin
you can tell i need a mop
shorty ain’t new
you can tell by the hop
she call me blue clue
you can tell ima dog
she too thick from alabama
nailing her down just like a hammer
driving around in a phantom
looking to swing hey batta batta
shorty too sweet yea, oh a cancer
shorty a freak yeah, she a dancer
shorty a g
the way she keep it low key
the way she ride on the beat
i found the answer
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