Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drippin, artist - Jag.
Date of issue: 05.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Drippin |
Yeah, know the boy from the twenties but got the forty on my hip, nigga |
You can lose your mouth, that’s just for talkin' out your lip, nigga |
Money on yo' head, I set that up like it’s a lick, nigga |
Plug from all the Bloods but still respected by the Crips, nigga |
Watch yo' house, have my niggas comin' at your brim, nigga |
Watch yo' spouse, wifey pregnant, boy, that ain’t yo' kid, nigga |
Gangbangin', homie say don’t diss 'cause you a star now |
Then I’m thinkin', «Fuck that, opps, I catch 'em with they guard down» |
This for Thizzle, Savage McIntyre, Inf and B-Nut, nigga |
Niggas try to clown, they hold us down, it look like we up, nigga |
Sold out in the streets, the little homies 'bout to re-up, nigga |
Wasn’t on the map but now the world about to be us, nigga |
JAG |
Yeah, nigga, got a problem? |
Tell 'em get up with the cane (What?) |
She gon' let me hit before I even know her name (Yeah) |
Homies from the hood like, «Slime, you know you did your thang» (Whoa) |
Loc back like I know, so now you know it’s not no game (Ooh) |
Ooh-ooh-ooh that boy, lil' thot say he drippin' |
Back and in the hood, the haters tryna catch him slippin' (What?) |
Ooh-ooh-ooh he got the sauce, they say he drippin' (Drippin') |
Told that fool I got us, got the product for the kitchen |
Woo, JAG, rappin' the best |
I got a problem, I’m blastin' the TEC |
Came in the game and I’m grabbin' respect |
Come in the spot and I’m grabbin' a check |
Take mami down and I’m grabbin' her neck |
Next nigga talk gon' be dyin' in bed |
Throwin' up blood and that’s on the set |
Twenty-eight, blood, if you need it, I got it and I need deposits, nigga, yeah |
Half in the bank and the other half, nigga, to spend on the closet, nigga, yeah |
You heard it from Weezy, you know it ain’t trickin' if you niggas got it, nigga, |
yeah |
Drippin' and drippin' and flamin' on, nigga, yeah, still I’m the hottest, nigga, |
yeah |
Really (Woo) got the good, come around, fuck with me and you get dough, nigga |
Old clothin' line, trust me, you don’t want no smoke, nigga |
Thizzle got the scoop, so I can see you through a scope, nigga |
Anything less than twenty-seven, that’s a joke, nigga |
Yeah, nigga, got a problem? |
Tell 'em get up with the cane (What?) |
She gon' let me hit before I even know her name (Yeah) |
Homies from the hood like, «Slime, you know you did your thang» (Whoa) |
Loc back like I know, so now you know it’s not no game (Ooh) |
Ooh-ooh-ooh that boy, lil' thot say he drippin' |
Back and in the hood, the haters tryna catch him slippin' (What?) |
Ooh-ooh-ooh he got the sauce, they say he drippin' (Drippin') |
Told that fool I got us, got the product for the kitchen |
Ooh-ooh-ooh that boy, lil' thot say he drippin' |
Back and in the hood, the haters tryna catch him slippin' (What?) |
Ooh-ooh-ooh he got the sauce, they say he drippin' (Drippin') |
Told that fool I got us, got the product for the kitchen |