cash cobain & j. cole - grippy lyrics
[verse 1: j. cole]
she like my kick game
and when we met, don’t kick game
i put her front row of the knick game
now she in my phone with a nickname
it’s, it’s, it’s, hmm (mmm)
grippy
yeah (gvrlnd!, i’m rockin’ with this one)
grippy, huh
grippy, i call her that ’cause it’s grippy
she thinkin’ it hip, she a hippie
and she thinkin’ of lips, she gon’ l!ck me
and she sendin’ a fl!ck when she hit me
with a kissin’ emoji, she miss me
when she see me, she say she gon’ strip me
she gon’ chew on the stick like it’s wrigleys
mm, yеah, believe it or not likе ripley’s
she said she was g_y until i slayed, now she’s strictly—
as soon as she page, i’m on the way, and i be showin’ up quickly
on the highway, i’m goin’ a hundred_and_fifty
like, i gotta get you up out the vickies, uh, like
so good, i just had an epiphany
it’s grippy and wet, you know i’m a vet, but you makin’ me feel like a rookie
how you make me tap out so swiftly?
but i’m back for the second round victory
i remember i saw you on fifth ave. with your homie sabrina and tiffany
i was thinkin’ like, “d_mn, your whole clique bad”
but i wanted your body specifically, hmm
like, i’m tryna see how that glove gon’ fit me, hmm
like, i wanna feel like i’m touchin’ your kidneys, hmm
like, i’ma send all your kids to disney, hmm, hmm
i’ma pay a lil’ extra, make sure they meet mickey, hmm
she a what? she a what? she a grippy, huh
she a what? she a what? she a grippy
[verse 2: cash cobain]
destiny
i’m tryna give you the best of me
i wanna k!ll it like rest in peace
eat on that p_ssy like it was a recipe, like
shanti
i wanna make you a mommy
you look good as a redhead, dreadhead, black hair, pink hair, blondie, like
zari
i know i be on ya body
not meg thee stallion, but you a hottie
you let me hit i’ma buss ya scalotti, like d_mn
mia
i cannot wait till i see ya
i cannot wait till i eat ya
you got a n_gga then i wanna be him, like d_mn
jada
you know i would never play ya
can i put you on my face love
i want ya p_ssy now and want it later, like
kayla
got a body like you wayda
can i put you on my face love
that p_ssy creamy call you mash potatoes, like
china
you got that good up v_g_n_
i gotta, find ya
i gotta hit one more time to remind ya, like d_mn
niyah, you the quiet, you the shy one
i wanna mm, nevermind love
f_ck that, i want parts of ya v_g_n_, like d_mn
toni
i know that sh_t macaroni
i wanna be more than homies
gimme that p_ssy don’t be acting phony, like
onny
you the opposite of boney
can you ride it like a pony
whenever you want it mommy, you could call me, like
tnt
i wanna have us a 3v3
make it a movie, dvd
all of us got our phones on dnd, like d_mn
tiq the freak, destiny, lexi, i got a bnb
polishers, like the eatery
none of these others n_ggas ever seeing me
marni, marni
i don’t wanna talk about marni
i don’t think that i should talk about marni
f_ck it, i’ma talk about marni
you p_ss my b_tches off like a potty
can’t get these n_ggas off of your body
i wanna put it all in your body
wanna get in ya draws, till my d_ck is soft, now my d_ck is off in ya body
i got that different talk
if a n_gga say that he don’t want you then he get gizz lotti
like d_mn
[bridge: cash cobain]
mmmh
mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmh
[verse 3: cash cobain]
jess
we could make a mess, tss
i got something i must confess, tss
i wanna see you get undressed, for sure
i’m bout to send you my address
mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
and when it in doubt, got me figured out, can’t forget about
millie
i wanna f_ck your body till your dizzy
want you to suck it sloppy, make it spitty
i’m about to call your phone so come get with me
know you don’t drink, can you sip me?
i want ya face, you so pretty
i got a thing, for your titties
i wanna eat your body like a ten piece, d_mn
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