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certified dripper - real boston richey lyrics

[intro]
oh, uh
ddot cold as a motherf*cker out there
ou, uh

[chorus]
bad b*tch getter (whoosh), real rich n*gga (ooh)
h*llcat whipper (mmm)
certified dripper
exotic b*tche she come from overseas, i’m s*xin’ her
i bag her, i’m in my bag, i’m pickin’ cash up
a n*gga play, i shoot a movie just like pamela
and if she stay down with me, we might cherish her
[verse 1]
i’m whackin’ her, b*tch get out of line, you know i’m smackin’ her
she know i ain’t tryna rate all that actin’ up
can’t do nothin’ but pray on losin’ faith when it come to love
young n*gga, i stay down, i’m gettin’ big bucks
rich n*gga changed up, now he gettin’ stuck
got a bag, put up main b*tch tough
and you can’t name n0body in the city who came and b*tched us
and you can’t name nayn n*gga that ever dissed us
and now we tryna play it cool, but, it still don’t fix nothin’
i’m goin’ to school, breakin’ the rules with that stick tucked
i play it cool, but can’t believe these n*ggas b*tched up, these n*ggas b*tched up
rich n*gga, n*ggas transgender, can’t deal with ’em
remember chasin’ five figures, now, i got six figures
real member, really pulled triggers, really k!lled n*ggas
askin’ fro some money, so, i gave it, certified giver
we been pushin’ p before it dropped, n*gga, this real pimpin’
rather get caught with it than without, but, this ain’t [?] pimpin’
off a lot of syrup, but, this a lot of drug dealin’
doin’ bad to make it right, they tryna turn me to a vilan

[chorus]
bad b*tch getter (whoosh), real rich n*gga (ooh)
h*llcat whipper (mmm)
certified dripper
exotic b*tch she come from overseas, i’m s*xin’ her
i bag her, i’m in my bag, i’m pickin’ cash up
a n*gga play, i shoot a movie just like pamela
and if she stay down with me, we might cherish her
[verse 2]
get yo’ carats up, n*gga
and where i grew is rough, be realer
diamond in the rough, but, now you know my diamonds bust
section 8, project baby, i grew up f*ckin’ sl*ts
i never paid attention to the hate, i’m out here [?]
i’m steady chasin’ corns, run it up, no tempal run
b*tch, you gon’ get these ones, p*ssy ho, you gotta shake it
make it snow, weatherman, you gon’ have to rake it
a*all these diamonds right down on my arm, she gon’ come through naked
servin’ what i put up on my charm, they gon’ have to rate it
seven superbowl rings on like i’m tom brady
know she gotta keep a thong on if she gon’ be my lady
i be tryna put that tongue on her, but, he actin’ crazy
had to go and rent a lawnmower like she beyoncé
say that i can hit it if i bring her home and b.o.a
havin’ double digits but replacin’ big ole 308s

- real boston richey lyrics

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