Pardon My Drip

My jeans tight
Pockets full
Pockets right
Pockets on dyke
I stay strapped
I could fight
Leave you swole
Pop up mole
You get whacked
Call her back
In her dreams
Don't get attached
Wizards of Waverly it's not what it seems
Pardon my language girl I'm off a bean
Pardon my drip
Hot tamale she wanna take a flick
Chop, Hibachi
Jump back in the whip
She love Cavali and I love the neck
Consuming the finest give valet a tip
I told her come swallow then she gotta dip
I don't play no lotto I bet on myself
Just show me the obstacle bet I could win

Choppin shit up Hibachi
Can't run up on me I'll pop ya
You a lame you ain't real you imposter
Bad bitches with me good posture
When she see me she look at a feast
She a bird in a flock that's a geese
I'm too crisp swear you won't see a crease
Fuck wit me I'm disturbing the peace
Gave her a bean that geeked her up
They depending on me tell me keep it up
They see the gang clean wanna be with us
Can't run up on me that thing gon buss
No you can't drip how I drip no I promise
Look at the blood coming right out the bottom
Ouu she so wet made me sweat like a sauna
Gave me the neck thought that bitch was a llama

My jeans tight
Pockets full
Pockets right
Pockets on dyke
I stay strapped
I could fight
Leave you swole
Pop up mole
You get whacked
Call her back
In her dreams
Don't get attached
Wizards of Waverly it's not what it seems
Pardon my language girl I'm off a bean
Pardon my drip
Hot tamale she wanna take a flick
Chop, Hibachi
Jump back in the whip
She love Cavali and I love the neck
Consuming the finest give valet a tip
I told her come swallow then she gotta dip
I don't play no lotto I bet on myself
Just show me the obstacle bet I could win

Bet I could win
Bet I could win
Show me the obstacle bet I could win
She see a popsicle gave me the lip
Fit like a model like she from the gym
Charge on my card I just put in my pin
It's not a problem girl I got ya rent
No I can't wife you I don't got a ring
Said I'm the devil I just make her sin
Benji Baby, hey baby girl nice to meet ya
Ouu you a freak
I could turn you to my eater
I can't rap for free
Imma charge you for a feature
They not coming like this
Pardon the Drip

My jeans tight
Pockets full
Pockets right
Pockets on dyke
I stay strapped
I could fight
Leave you swole
Pop up mole
You get whacked
Call her back
In her dreams
Don't get attached
Wizards of Waverly it's not what it seems
Pardon my language girl I'm off a bean
Pardon my drip
Hot tamale she wanna take a flick
Chop, Hibachi
Jump back in the whip
She love Cavali and I love the neck
Consuming the finest give valet a tip
I told her come swallow then she gotta dip
I don't play no lotto I bet on myself
Just show me the obstacle bet I could win



Credits
Writer(s): Eme Ndukwe
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