Marty Baller - Drip - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

10.08.2015

4

Rap,Trap

Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1] Hello I'm so drunk in the club, let me sit Pass the mic, Marty Baller 'bout to spit Sip lean, spit a mean 16 Vans on with a pair of ripped jeans Bathing Ape when I'm rolling with my team 45 trucks when we pull up on the scene Shit me can't believe what I've seen I'm a monster, ain't no Halloween Dominican mommy, I make her scream Right when I've finished with mommy, she meet the team Addicted to molly, money, call her a fiend Probably popping pussy in the back of the limousine Tryna get a bag or a trip the the Philippines Only thing I'm cuffing the bottom my Billie Jeans Only thing I'm puffing is trees, better be green Niggas out in Cali, the valley know what I mean [Hook] I ain't tryna talk to nobody less than my bro Do a little shopping until I'm ready to go Walk around my hood and they try and tell me I owe You when I invited you to a show I know you want money, you trying making some dope Tryna come around, you like "Marty, my little bro" Tryna come around with your weed, I'm getting low Niggas want something, haven't seen these niggas before [Verse 2] In the club [?] she bought me mo' Snuck the lean in the club, now I'm pouring a fo' If they find out, they kicking me out the door But if they kick me out, they ain't never seeing a show Peep my bitch and I'm tryna go pro True to my religion, I'm giving 'em elbows Take 'em out of heaven, I'm giving 'em hell, bro Smoking on that sticky, that yicky, that Velcro You be smoking Knicks in the Carmelo My shawty got a booty that's softer than Jello Put my head on the booty, felt like a pillow Every time I hit it, I'm hard as a Brillo 7, 8 rounds, I'm freaky, a nympho I'm high to the sky and I'm playing Nintendo My momma want a rent while I'm blowing this endo Momma, don't you worry, I'm copping that Enzo [Hook] I ain't tryna talk to nobody less than my bro Do a little shopping until I'm ready to go Walk around my hood and they try and tell me I owe You when I invited you to a show I know you want money, you trying making some dope Tryna come around, you like "Marty, my little bro" Tryna come around with your weed, I'm getting low Niggas want something, haven't seen these niggas before
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