G-Eazy - Drop (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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G-Eazy - Drop (en) Lyrics
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Gang, gang
Right now
Hitmaka!
Right Now Sound (Marii
beatz, turn me up)
Drop, ayy
Toot it up, drop
Walk in with like 20 bands, throw
it on the thickest thighs
Put her in the sunken place, she
said she was dick-notized
get the prize
nmake this money,
(yee) incentivise
Drop, in her walls, yeah,
ooh, in her walls
For a hour plus, I just missed
like twenty calls
Pussy drippin', runnin' like
Niagara Falls (yeah)
Keep her head in my Balenciaga drawers
Getting money, with the dogs
in my hot tub, is twenty broads
After, you back it up, then stop
Wa, drop it like it's hot
Drop
Toot it up, drop (ooh)
Drop (drop it like it's hot)
I bought a watch, not for the clock
I bought it to flex on them thots
And I'm still fucking on
Jenny from the block
I still pull down and shoot
up the opps (brr)
I just bought the drop head
They want to see me like 'Pac, dead
Hit 'em with the bottle,
serve the hot lead
I ain't gonna eat your twat,
yeah (gang, gang)
Hoe, you can close your legs
Dirty ass bitch, need
to make up your bed
Stank ass hoe, you need
to fix yo edges (uh)
Look at them stank ass legs, uh
I'm on tour
Lambo, 'rari, I'm not sure
If the feds knock on the door, tell
them bitches I'm not here
Toot it up, drop, ayy (ooh)
Heaters flowin', make 'em drop
I got stripes like German scar
Money, we keep that alive
And we don't gotta rob the spot
Eye-eye-eye-eye drop, tear drops
Runnin' when I hear cops
We don't do no cleaning, but
them sticks up over here,
mops (that's on my mama)
Drop, get it, sauce with it
And we don't love 'em, we just
strictly toss bitches
Loft bitches, boss bitches
The letter T, the way I
double cross bitches
Toot it up, drop, ayy (yeah)
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