Problem - Drop That - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

12.06.2013

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[Verse 1: Problem] Great ghost in my system If you broke better fix it Oh yo pussy I'm a kiss it Too real for the fake shit 100 all day Call it bear bottle money if you call me On strive, on God Be the mirror for every nigga that's in my squad Yea, everything about the figures And the Beverly sinners Shoppin with my niggas, turning it up And these bitches all see us for real No Neptunes though we got a splice with the script Like that, it's a known fact, we at yo face with the rip Trippin, I ain't gotta be off a pill to act a foolie on em Better round like a nigga got a toolie on em Saw yo bitch in the club, threw her booty on me Start poppin that shit She got high and start droppin that shit [Hook: Problem] Drop that shit, bitch For real, drop that shit, bitch She got hot in that hoe, straight drop that shit, bitch Drop that bitch, drop that bitch Yea, drop that bitch, drop that bitch Yea, drop that bitch, drop that bitch Drop that bitch, she got high [Verse 2: Problem] If she say she want another pill Nope, I gotta save that for my other girl Yea, it's a thought I don't need follow Barry told me her pussy's feeding the muscato Popped a pill and I roll these like a taco Flex a bitch like Dre, YOLO be the moto Niggas wanna hate, I'm poppin scop like a bottle Smoked me a joint, don't worry about it tomorrow From the same city, it's drainin there and I follow That shit prom, was hittin niggas with hollows Nigga followed that, birds behind bars Never hit the league but now niggas is all stars Get it? (get it?) Who with it? Not ya'll I swear I seen you hopin out a cop car Mmm, that ain't cool Baby girl I'm that dude so [Hook: Problem] [Verse 3: A2Thak] See all my niggas tryna bring fresh dollar bills And all my bitches like to twerk just to keep it trill And all my bitches I'll be with, keep them tights on em My main like to fuck with the lights on I be on Hennessey, goose I be mixin Tatted like a cholo, pocket full of Benjamins Ridin in that Rari or that Benz with yo BM Burner on my hip, fuck whoever wanna see em She choosin, she choosin, she tryna choose up She know I'm bout that money plus I'm too much Stick to the script, fuck a bitch, yea literally Beat er from the back like that, got er feeling me I be on some other shit, she be on another dick But every time I text, man her dude turn to her ex (Bye) got her in a room straight flexin It's just me and her in the room naked [Hook: Problem]
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