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Paroles de la chanson Drip Drop par Jack Harlow
[Jack Harlow]
If you want it you can have it, that my old style
Moving through the night just like an coy-
-Yote, low profile, sippin' something, got my piss lookin' like the Oh-hi
Push it 'til it's broke down
Somethin' like my momma when I take the bag home to her
Con all this talkin' like some connoisseurs
If you want the beef we can put them bitches on skewers
She the one I wrote this song for
And she put it on while she puttin' on the contour
Phone calls from the concourse
Long way from home and that pussy what I long for
If you want it you can have it, that my old style
Moving through the night just like an coy-
-Yote, low profile, sippin' something, got my piss lookin' like the Oh-hi
Push it 'til it's broke down
Somethin' like my momma when I take the bag home to her
Con all this talkin' like some connoisseurs
If you want the beef we can put them bitches on skewers
She the one I wrote this song for
And she put it on while she puttin' on the contour
Phone calls from the concourse
Long way from home and that pussy what I long for
But, for now I'm on the clock
Give myself off to you right before I knock
Once I'm back home, then you know it's young Joc
We gon' set the camcorder up and make a Hitchcock
I'm a uhh, big shot
I can't eat it cold, so I hope this shit's hot
I can't eat the leftovers out the Ziploc
It's a mental thing for me, I can't really explain it
I know we're friends, but it feel like we datin' sometimes
I feel the tension in all the conversations we have
I know the beat ain't really hot 'til I'm pacin' around
And I'm pacin' right now
Yeah, this shit knockin'
And she, and she, she tryin' give noggin (Ooh!)
Give myself off to you right before I knock
Once I'm back home, then you know it's young Joc
We gon' set the camcorder up and make a Hitchcock
I'm a uhh, big shot
I can't eat it cold, so I hope this shit's hot
I can't eat the leftovers out the Ziploc
It's a mental thing for me, I can't really explain it
I know we're friends, but it feel like we datin' sometimes
I feel the tension in all the conversations we have
I know the beat ain't really hot 'til I'm pacin' around
And I'm pacin' right now
Yeah, this shit knockin'
And she, and she, she tryin' give noggin (Ooh!)
Tryin' show the youngin' what the the tip top is
But see me, I'm just tryin' see what the drip drop is
Hit it once, she say that we been talkin'
I don't mind, I'm enjoyin' the company
And it's validatin' for me, fill the void I been strugglin' with
I rock a soldier out of Troy when I'm bussin' this shit
It's an infection I avoid, I been wantin' a kid
But, I been flip floppin'
Indecisive how I'm tryin' get poppin' (Ooh!)
Plain cheeseburger, I don't get toppin'
Chauncey tryin' show me what the crip walk is
[CyHi The Prynce]
CyHi, yeah
Drip droppin'
But see me, I'm just tryin' see what the drip drop is
Hit it once, she say that we been talkin'
I don't mind, I'm enjoyin' the company
And it's validatin' for me, fill the void I been strugglin' with
I rock a soldier out of Troy when I'm bussin' this shit
It's an infection I avoid, I been wantin' a kid
But, I been flip floppin'
Indecisive how I'm tryin' get poppin' (Ooh!)
Plain cheeseburger, I don't get toppin'
Chauncey tryin' show me what the crip walk is
[CyHi The Prynce]
CyHi, yeah
Drip droppin'
Call the maintenance man, I don't fix faucets
Smoke is strong, came quick coughin'
Valentino with the Louis, boy, I make sauces
Big bosses over here, girl, I'm Rick Rossin'
Big toppin' with the cheese [?]
She like my last CD, I guess she disc jockey
Spokin' word over bass, I be grid lockin'
She was bad so I had to take the bitch shoppin'
Hit the Rollie store to kill time, now we tick tockin'
Hurry up before my dick soften
She put the panties on backwards, got her criss crossin'
Send her home in some sweatpants
She vegan so I hit her with the eggplant
Her daddy rich so I'm [?] man
Vetements Gucci headband
She said I'm better than her ex man
Smoke is strong, came quick coughin'
Valentino with the Louis, boy, I make sauces
Big bosses over here, girl, I'm Rick Rossin'
Big toppin' with the cheese [?]
She like my last CD, I guess she disc jockey
Spokin' word over bass, I be grid lockin'
She was bad so I had to take the bitch shoppin'
Hit the Rollie store to kill time, now we tick tockin'
Hurry up before my dick soften
She put the panties on backwards, got her criss crossin'
Send her home in some sweatpants
She vegan so I hit her with the eggplant
Her daddy rich so I'm [?] man
Vetements Gucci headband
She said I'm better than her ex man
If you fuck another bitch, you a dead man
Hold on, girl you talkin' like you pregnant
I am not your nigga, I'm your bestfriend
Shhh, quit talkin'
I just wanna' know what the drip drop is
I pull her hair, girl I rip stockins'
If you ain't fuckin' with me, you can kick rocks then
Never take the hat off, boy, I'm Kid Rockin'
She said I'm sorry, I don't get that type of dick often
Honey gold diggin', hope you tryin' to pick pocket
So I'm swip swappin'
Got a thick chocolate
Little chick from the market, caught her wrist wathcin'
Now we at the crib and we binge watcin'
Hold on, girl you talkin' like you pregnant
I am not your nigga, I'm your bestfriend
Shhh, quit talkin'
I just wanna' know what the drip drop is
I pull her hair, girl I rip stockins'
If you ain't fuckin' with me, you can kick rocks then
Never take the hat off, boy, I'm Kid Rockin'
She said I'm sorry, I don't get that type of dick often
Honey gold diggin', hope you tryin' to pick pocket
So I'm swip swappin'
Got a thick chocolate
Little chick from the market, caught her wrist wathcin'
Now we at the crib and we binge watcin'
I'm straight forward on some Chris Rock shit
I'm just tryin' see what the drip drop is
I'm just tryin' see what the drip drop is
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