lirik lagu tokyo drip – marty mula
intro:
m-u-l-a
aye just broke the b-tch for them strips give me 6
back on my sh-t like i just took a p-ss
all my money blue like i hang wit the crips
if i hop this on track bet it slaps like a pimp
hook:
i just push start the whip finna blitz in this b-tch
pants from j-pan on my tokyo drip
too many racks b-tch i walk wit a limp
brodie got a drum kit wit a d-ck in this b-tch
if you walk in this store how much you spending in this b-tch
we don’t love these hoes we just love counting strips
i been feeling presidential riding wit the windows tint
i don’t want no more new friends i need more franklins
verse:
i don’t hang wit n0body i be really to the neck
10 plus 10 20 bands that’s a check
bet a 6 to my point watch me hit that’s a bet
if she broke then i’m dead b-tch i’m on to the next
finna smash g-ss straight to a bag
switch gears on a b-tch watch me dip do the dash
if its green then it’s cheese run it up till it last
b-tch i came for the cash leave a b-tch in the past
finna go and f-ck it up like i just bust a nut
milwaukee green b-tch i do it for the bucks
i don’t really f-ck wit n-ggas i be feeling like donald trump
2 f’s on my belt i could give a flying f-ck
b-tch my legs hurt i ain’t tryna f-ckin kick it
send me the fees watch it flip like gymnastic
i run threw a check money stretch like elastic
my cashapp been booming since way back from last year
b-tch i’m the goat wtf is a beef aye
i’m on fleek like a b-tch new b-tch weave
if you feeling real froggy take a hop better leep
i’ll tell a b-tch skeet if she ain’t got the green
aye ball like miami i’m hotter than heat
just raped the beat finna go and bleed the scene
i just threw away the balmains it couldn’t fit the fees
love don’t sleep here can’t a b-tch get a ring
b-tch i go dumb like a n-gga failed cl-ss huh
too much racks i can’t even keep count
do math add it up stack it to my bank account
christian dior’s on my feet that’s your whole rent amount
aye pants from j-pan on my tokyo drip
to much drip in this b-tch on some lilo & st-tch
finna go and hit up sacks blow a bag in this b-tch
hit the bank atm get cash in this b-tch
hook:
i just push start the whip finna blitz in this b-tch
pants from j-pan on my tokyo drip
too many racks b-tch i walk wit a limp
brodie got a drum kit wit a d-ck in this b-tch
if you walk in this store how much you spending in this b-tch
we don’t love these hoes we just love counting strips
i been feeling presidential riding wit the windows tint
i don’t want no more new friends i need more franklins
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- kumpulan lirik lagu okey dokey › lirik lagu all hat no cattle – okey dokey
- kumpulan lirik lagu denom › lirik lagu sonando como harley – denom
- kumpulan lirik lagu samantha kid › lirik lagu the way – samantha kid
- kumpulan lirik lagu squid the kid › lirik lagu wintertime – squid the kid
- kumpulan lirik lagu jace norman › lirik lagu keep it on the low – jace norman
- kumpulan lirik lagu folcy › lirik lagu winter – folcy
- kumpulan lirik lagu dead phones dogs › lirik lagu popcorn & pepsi – dead phones & dogs
- kumpulan lirik lagu ilse ivonne y mimi › lirik lagu no controles (primera fila flans) [en vivo] – ilse, ivonne y mimi
- kumpulan lirik lagu motorhead › lirik lagu orgasmatron [everything louder than everyone else] – motörhead