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trippie redd - rain drop كلمات الأغنية

[intro: sean kingston, trippie redd, & both]
kingston (yeah, yeah)
i wanna go too (yeah, yeah)
big tour, ah
okay, woah
yeah, yeah (let’s go)

[chorus: trippie redd, lil mosey]
in the front of trenches, get them chicks and send them sh_lls
hand ’em all my sh_t, holler tipsy, countin’ mill’
draco got a kick, i let it rip, i give ’em h_ll
and i’m triple six, you talkin’ sh_t, i leave pale
she go to the crib, i make her mom scream and yell
she ’bout suck a d_ck and hit it, split in different pairs
you too worried ’bout a b_tch, you need to worry about yourself
light it up, woah (uh, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1: sean kingston]
we comin’ through the rocks every time we talk slow (woah)
i [?] number on the [?] (let’s go)
catch me swerving on a ra_a_a (ra)
i’m flossin’, oh, for all the times i cry (cry, woah)
remember when i was broke, only dreamin’ ’bout the check (brr)
and i was told tsa was flyin’ on the jet (let’s go)
mama said somethin’, gon’ get to her
like [?], i [?] to her
trip, mosey on a song, i got to it (what)
shawty had a chance but she just blew it (let’s go)
diamonds on me dancin’, toosie slide (yeah man)
took shawty to a [?], i can’t wait to try
[?] girl like tell you know love (true that)
[?] take a look at my eyes, oh (woah)
[chorus: trippie redd, sean kingston]
in the front of trenches, get them chicks and send them sh_lls (woah)
hand ’em all my sh_t, holler tipsy, countin’ mill’ (yeah)
draco got a kick, i let it rip, i give ’em h_ll (woah)
and i’m triple six, you talkin’ sh_t, i leave pale (woah)
she go to the crib, i make her mom scream and yell (yeah)
she ’bout suck a d_ck and hit it, split in different pairs (yeah)
you too worried ’bout a b_tch, you need to worry ’bout yourself
light it up, woah

[verse 2: lil mosey]
racks to the roof, i know
is it me or my n_ggas opposed?
[?], how i go
she gon’ f_ck for sure
we rock dior
these bands stuck on the floor
f_ckin’ that b_tch, then i kick her out
then i go hit her some more
shawty a big body
[?] biggest room
and some b_tches in a rarri
don’t got sh_t for n0body
keep some racks beside me
flyin’ and i’m gone, and i’m somewhere you can’t find me
we in the stars and we in it like we wishin’
too many cars in my driveway, i be whippin’
too many clothes in my closet, sh_t go missin’
n_ggas used to talkin’ ’bout me and we get to trippin’, oh
[chorus: trippie redd]
in the front of trenches, get them chicks and send them sh_lls
hand ’em all my sh_t, holler tipsy, countin’ mill’ (yeah)
draco got a kick, i let it rip, i give ’em h_ll (woah)
and i’m triple six, you talkin’ sh_t, i leave pale (woah)
she go to the crib, i make her mom scream and yell (yeah)
she ’bout suck a d_ck and hit it, split in different pairs (yeah)
you too worried ’bout a b_tch, you need to worry ’bout yourself
light it up, woah

- trippie redd

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