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drip - yung rida lyrics

[intro: yung rida]
wait
(young finesser got the sauce)
look at my drip, look at my splash
(mr. turkey bag)
look at my drip, look at my splash
(mr. turkey bag)
wait
wait, wait
look at my drip, look at my splash
i see a hundred thousand worth of cash, yeah
look at my drip, look at my splash
she know i’m really good with the math

[hook: yung rida]
look at my drip, look at my splash
i seen a hundred thousand on the dash
she wanna bust it open for some cash
she know i’m really good with the math
look at my drip, look at my splash
wait, yeah
look at my drip, look at my splash
wait, yeah, yeah
look at my drip, look at my splash
i seen a hundred thousand on the dash
she wanna bust it open for some cash
she know i’m really good with the math
look at my drip, look at my splash
wait, yeah
look at my drip, look at my splash
wait, yeah
[verse 1: yung rida]
turn on my drip, turn on my splash
i just count a hundred thousand in cash
sit back, hit the gas and then laugh
big rocks, sh*t look like it came with a dentist
make it flip both ways like a gymnast
breaking bad all day like a chеmist
cleaned up daily like a candlе
nothing baby, i can’t handle
i was born for this
i ain’t even have no m*n*script
i remember all them bands we flipped
i remember all them bands we hit
anytime, in the broad day
on that broadway, on that random sh*t
i swear these n*ggas be doing the most
that’s why they be turning to ghosts
i be getting my bread by the loaf
while you f*ck with them b*ttery toast
(i swear these n*ggas be doing the most)
(that’s why they be turning to ghosts)
(i be getting my bread by the loaf)
(while you f*ck with them b*ttery toast)

all i know is hustle, hit the trap, mr. turkey bag
already know it, don’t reach for no dap
i might bust yo ass
you know this sh*t came in bubble wrap
mr. ship it out
powder play, coke came, and i done sold out
like a real n*gga, i can’t cuff that hoe
i don’t trust that b*tch, split yo ass
don’t come at me wrong, i’m not
suck that sh*t, suck my d*ck
look me in my eyes, hoe i love that sh*t
moaning while you do it, show me you like it
i might buy you sh*t
bbc stuffed inside my draco, that’s a .33
double d sitting on my ar, hundred rounds in it
daddy gone, mama on her own, raised a gang member
thirty thousand stuffed in this armani
i’m a blood n*gga, ugh

- yung rida lyrics

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