Certified Dripper

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(Ddot cold as a motherfucker out there)

Bad bitch getter (whoosh)
Real rich nigga (ooh)
Hellcat whipper (mm)
Certified dripper
Exotic bitch she come from overseas, I'm sexin' her
I bag a real, I'm in my bag, I'm pickin' cash up
A nigga play, I'm shootin' a movie just like Pamela
And if she stay down with me, we might cherish her

I'm whackin' her
Bitch get out of line, you know I'm smackin' her
She know I ain't toleratin' all that actin' up
Can't do nothin' but pray, I'm losin' faith when it come to love
Young nigga, I stay down, I'm gettin' big bucks
Rich nigga changed up, now he gettin' stuck
Got a bag put up, main bitch tough
And you can't name nobody in the city that came and bitched us

And you can't name none nigga that ever dissed us
And now we tryna play it cool, but, it still don't fix nothin'
I'm goin' to school, breakin' the rules with that stick tucked
I play it cool, but can't believe these niggas bitched up, these niggas bitched up

Rich nigga, niggas transgenders, can't deal with 'em
Remember chasin' five figures, now I got six figures
Real member, really pulled triggers, really killed niggas
Askin' for some money, so, I gave it, certified giver

We been pushin' P before it dropped, nigga, this real pimpin'
Rather get caught with it than without, but, this ain't Scottie Pippen
Off a lot of syrup, but, this a whole lot of drug dealin'
Doin' bad to make it right, they tryna turn me to a villain

Bad bitch getter (whoosh)
Real rich nigga (ooh)
Hellcat whipper (mm)
Certified dripper
Exotic bitch she come from overseas, I'm sexin' her
Bag a real, I'm in my bag, I'm pickin' cash up
A nigga play, I'm shootin' a movie just like Pamela
And if she stay down with me, we might cherish her

Get yo' carats up, nigga
And where I grew is rough, be realer
Diamond in the rough, but, now you know my diamonds bust
Section 8, project baby, I grew up fuckin' sluts
I never paid attention to the hate, I'm out the nun
I'm steady chasin' coins, run it up, no temper run
Bitch, you gon' get these ones, pussy ho, you gotta shake it
Make it snow, weatherman, you gon' have to rake it

Al-all these diamonds right down on my arm, she gon' come through naked
Servin' what I put up on my charm, they gon' have to rate it
Sever Superbowl rings on like I'm Tom Brady
Know she gotta keep a thong on if she gon' be my lady

I be tryna put that tongue on her, but she actin' crazy
Had to go and rent a lawnmower like she Beyoncé
Say that I can hit it if I bring her home a B.O.A
Havin' double digits but replacin' big ol' 308s



Credits
Writer(s): Demario White, Delanious Leon Jr Ward, Jalen Foster
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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