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lirik lagu zipcode – dirtywonton

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[chorus]
drip drip drown, that’s on my raincoat
don’t come out, we’ll sn*tch your zipcode
don’t stunt out, we roll like rambo
blaow blaow blaow, we eat like animals

drip drip drown, that’s on my raincoat
don’t come out, we’ll sn*tch your zipcode
don’t stunt out, we roll like rambo
blaow blaow blaow, blaow blaow blaow

[verse 1: jaeden]
every time i come up on the beat you know i k!ll it man
this sh*t got me gone, i’m f*cking higher than a celling fan
you the book and i’m the author, i can make your story end
i got ophidiophobia, b*tch i can’t be your friend
whinin’, and complainin’
all that bull sh*t why you hatin’?
washed up? yeah i washed up!
that’s how you get clean, b*tch i bossed up (sh*t)
i spend a rack in a weekend
don’t hit my phone ho you tweakin’
i am the tallest, and you zim
basically you is an insect
somethin’ in the water, i can hear it callin’
beggin’ me to answer, you keep me from fallin’
somethin’ in the water, i can hear it callin’
beggin’ me to answer, you keep me from fallin’
(falling, falling, falling, falling)

[chorus]
drip drip drown, that’s on my raincoat
don’t come out, we’ll sn*tch your zipcode
don’t stunt out, we roll like rambo
blaow blaow blaow, we eat like animals

drip drip drown, that’s on my raincoat
don’t come out, we’ll sn*tch your zipcode
don’t stunt out, we roll like rambo
blaow blaow blaow, blaow blaow blaow

[verse 2: tyler]
i ain’t need a gun, my fist my weapon
you can’t f*cking run, i whip ’07
you ain’t got a friend, my bros roll tenem
f*ck with j again, b*tch i’m heading right to prison
i’ma catch a case, i’ma leave you f*cking snitchin’
i’ma sn*tch your f*cking face, you gonna need that sh*t some fixin’
got pretty boy swag, got ho*b*tch syndrome
baby boy sit back, relax, and listen
you a little b*tch, you a homewrecker
you a sly b*tch
take my knee, break it to your ribs
then i do my lil jig, i’m a break dancer
i’m a head*banger, you a lil faker
you a fake brother
we a whole ‘nother type of breed
you f*ck with my boyfriends, you f*ckin’ with me
we come to your home and we never retreat
we makin’ you bleed, ain’t f*ck with no man
you f*ckin’ with me

[verse 3: dana]
what is your code? you don’t got no code
please tell me somethin’ that i do not know
just ’cause it glitter, don’t mean that it’s gold
i guess that’s why i been feelin’ so cold
lately i feel like a rebel
my body covered in metal
sn*tch your chain and take your medal
rock a n*gga he on pebbles
i knock you back on your level
i don’t leave sh*t in the past
guess you wanna meet the devil
he don’t even gotta ask
put you in your grave, then i might take me a p*ss
lack of better words, i’m ’bout to hit me a l!ck
all that love i gave, now a lil n*gga wanna diss
if i’m in the room, then you better get out quick

[chorus]
drip drip drown, that’s on my raincoat
don’t come out, we’ll sn*tch your zipcode
don’t stunt out, we roll like rambo
blaow blaow blaow, we eat like animals

drip drip drown, that’s on my raincoat
don’t come out, we’ll sn*tch your zipcode
don’t stunt out, we roll like rambo
blaow blaow blaow, blaow blaow blaow

[verse 4: vinny]
mentally abusive? what the f*ck is that?
if she gonna f*ckin’ lie, don’t say somethin’ wack
i’ma put 10 down that he’ll stab you in the back
i’ma put 5 down that she’ll stab you in the back
best friends for years, now it don’t mean jack
p*ssy boy ran like he just did crack
next thing you know, we just put him on blast
now we ridin’ to his crib and we gonna beat his ass
open up the trunk, i’ma put him in the back
zipcode, zipcode, where you at?
b*tt*flow, no hoes, you got cap, got capped
(you got cap, got capped)

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