Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Turf Drop, artist - E-40. Date of issue: 26.05.2008
Song language: English
Turf Drop |
| Drop |
| Drop |
| Drop |
| (Ooh) He steady on da grip, squeezer on his hip |
| Every way he flip, he on like shit |
| Butterfly doors, look like a spaceship |
| Flip flop paint, gave his car a facelift |
| Pull up on the set, touch screen deck |
| Speakers in the grill, bro bruv wet |
| He waking the game up, he drippin like sweat |
| The suction on the pipes sound like a baby jet |
| Steady pulling his pants up, my youngin got giggs |
| Don’t let the dance fool you, here take this |
| He eatin real good, you never see his ribs |
| H grew up in the hood, he gt it how he live (ooh) |
| Him and his partners clicked-up |
| Psychedelic dreads with they beanies flipped up (uuh) |
| What you slappin in? |
| I’m slappin in my box |
| I’m scootin by the spot |
| I got em hittin the drop |