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marty baller - drip lyrics
[verse 1]
h-llo
i’m so drunk in the club, let me sit
p-ss 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
n-gg-s out in cali, the valley know what i mean
[hook]
i ain’t tryna talk to n-body 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
n-gg-s want something, haven’t seen these n-gg-s 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 b-tch and i’m tryna go pro
true to my religion, i’m giving ’em elbows
take ’em out of heaven, i’m giving ’em h-ll, 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 n-body 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
n-gg-s want something, haven’t seen these n-gg-s before
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