Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drip, artist - NLE Choppa. Date of issue: 04.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Drip |
| Zay on the beat, bitch |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
| Ayy, ooh, ooh, yeah, uh |
| Woah, woah, woah |
| Ooh, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Ayy, ooh, ooh, ayy |
| She lovin' my drip, yeah, ayy |
| She lovin' my drip, she lovin' my drip |
| She lovin' my drip, she lovin' my… |
| She lovin' my drip, she fuck with my wave, she know that I’m saucy |
| You know I’m head honcho, over my gang, I gotta be bossy |
| If it ain’t about money, ain’t about cash, then you lost me |
| So back up off me, lil' baby keep on stalkin' |
| She say that she like me, she say that I’m pipin' |
| I can’t cuff no ho, I don’t love no bitch, I don’t do no wifin' |
| Kicked her out in the morning, yeah, now she hitchhikin' |
| I told that bitch to get steppin' like she was a viking |
| You play and get rude, end up on the news since you had a point to prove (No |
| cap) |
| I wet him like a pool, up with the tool since he wanna act a fool |
| Jimmy Choo with the Trues, drippin' in school, made your main bitch drool |
| Ayy, keep your cool, run up on me then I knock out your tooth, ooh, ooh |
| She lovin' my drip, she fuck with my wave, she know that I’m saucy |
| You know I’m head honcho, over my gang, I gotta be bossy |
| If it ain’t about money, ain’t about cash, then you lost me |
| Hey, yeah, ayy |
| I’m really that nigga, all about skrilla, hang with cold blooded killers |
| My niggas, they apes, belong in the zoo, call my niggas The Gorillas |
| I hit up, if it’s a issue, wipe his nose like some tissues |
| Your bitch suck my dick, nut on her lip and then you gon' kiss her They like, «Choppa, you mean», ooh, they like, «Choppa, you green», ooh |
| Extended clip up on that glizzy, swoop a nigga off his feet, yeah |
| You say want beef, say he want smoke, keep that shit in the streets |
| But you made a post, damn, man, you niggas police, ayy |
| Pull up with the glizzy, drive-bys on the ten-speed |
| Ayy, shoot him up if he steppin', like a crack fiend |
| She lovin' my drip, she fuck with my wave, she know that I’m saucy |
| You know I’m head honcho, over my gang, I gotta be bossy |
| If it ain’t about money, ain’t about cash, then you lost me |
| So back up off me, lil' baby keep on stalkin' |
| She say that she like me, she say that I’m pipin' |
| I can’t cuff no ho, I don’t love no bitch, I don’t do no wifin' |
| Kicked her out in the morning, yeah, now she hitchhikin' |
| I told that bitch to get steppin' like she was a viking |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Told that bitch to get steppin' like she was a viking |
| You know I’m head honcho over my gang, ooh, ooh |
| Pull up on who, bitch? |
| You know I’ma shoot, bitch |
| I hang with some troop, troop, troop, troop, troopers, bitch |
| Got some Grapes up in cut on some shit |
| And if you play, I hit it, duh-duh-duh |