Young Thug – Drippin’ Lyrics

Thugger

What do you want from me?

That’s why you tell it to your daddy you know, I understand

I know

He geeked on beat

2 freaks I just geeked SK (?) HPD

OG off codeine, need more lean

Need more weed to proceed

I know B’s, I throw B’s, tall P’s

I know Pirus I know nine dudes

If I call ’em they gon’ kill it too

Call Duke, we gon’ shoot

Yea, Thugger took it too

Livin’ bulletproof, if I was you I would be mad too

Good shooter, I’ma good shooter

And if I wanna see some titties I go eat at Hooters

Yeah, yeah, I could be your teacher cause I got a ruler

My dad hunted for 30 years and they call him cougar, yeah

I got ice baby f**k your jeweler, yaow

I got ice baby, f**k your jeweler, oh

I sip Actavis straight out the cooler

Girl you know it, I’ll do ya

I give you head, I want your Medusa

I need it, I need it (yeah)

I need it, I need it (yeah)

I need it, I need it (yeah)

Turn me up, I need it, I need it (yeah)

You don’t know thing about me okay?

Leave me alone man I just want the money

I get back with you when I’m done, okay?

Listen up, aye

I done spent about a

I done spent about a hundred bands on a nigga

Woah I’m comin’, comin’

I’m comin’ in your lane ready to clash with you nigga

Big 6, yeah 6

6 golds in my mouth like an Old English can lil nigga

I wrote verse it was 3 bars like an Adidas Stan Smith nigga

Nigga, nigga, nigga

Didn’t I tell you bout playin’ with YSL?

Nigga, nigga, nigga

Didn’t I tell you bout playin’ with Lil Jeff?

Why you playin’?

Swear to God I got 100 blues, 100 racks, 100 blacks I’ma (?) level

Niggas spent two bands on some Mason Margiela, pussy nigga watch your step

Bangin’ big B’s f**k a Bentley

Do 150 just because they think it’s really

Bitches from the north, south, east, west, we got plenty

New Uncle Luke inside your town with way more riches

Make me, make me nut and get some new Indian women

Make me, make me bleed, swear to God, leave a nigga drippin’

Drip, I’m drippin’ from the start to the finish nigga

Drip, I’m drippin’ with my niggas and these bitches nigga

Drip, I got some racks on me, no trippin’ nigga

Drippin’, dick-dick-dick, keep on drippin’ nigga

Dick on a stick, got her drippin’ nigga

Dick with my clique got her drippin’ nigga

Dick on her lips don’t kiss it (oh drippin’)

Jump, and it ribbit ribbit (drippin’)

I done spent, I done

I done spent about a hundred bands on a nigga

Woah I’m comin’, comin’

I’m comin’ in your lane ready to clash with you nigga

Big 6, yeah 6

6 golds in my mouth like an Old English can lil nigga

I wrote my verse like it was 3 bars like an Adidas Stan Smith nigga