Dirty Dan
Yeah
Aye
Get it right
Get it right, get it right
Get it right
Yeah
Aye
Get it right
Get it right, get it right
Get it right
Get it right, get it right
Get it right
Yeah
Look at the lights
Look at the lights
Look at the camera
Look at the flash
I know that it's bright
But it'll be alright
Get in the car
Just turn on the brights
Life is a gamble
Give me the cards and give me the dice
Ha
Drip all over my drip
Shit so wet that the bitch might slip
Ooh
Sauce all over my sauce
Drip all over my drip
Jiz all over my chick
Rip this tit till I get so lit
Then sip this shit
Till my fucken head spin
Text my ex ask how she been
Yeah, aye
Let me see that ass drop
Like a cash swap
Bootylicious super sweet
Candy paint with the gumdrop
Baby playing hopscotch with a laptop
Cause fuck it we the fuck boys
We the damn thots
Rolling up the whole bag
That's a toe tag
We the OG old man
With the white sand
Red rover red rover
Let that bitch come over
No matter the fact
If I'm fucked up or sober
Uh
Butter fly doors
Get it how I get it
I get it want more whores
Yeah I want more
Get it how I get it
I get it want more, more
Yeah I want more
Yeah I want more
Yeah, aye
Look at the price
Look at the turquoise
Look at the ice
Yeah
Look at house
Look at the cars
Baby look at the life
Uh
Drip all over my drip
Shit so wet that bitch might slip
Ooh
Diamonds all over my wrist
Gold showers I'm taking a piss
Ooh
Satellite up I'm dish
Up so high cause bitch we lit
Ooh
Screws so loose so I don't need a wrench
Ball all game so I don't need a bench
Smell that stench, yeah
Weed so dank it stretch, yeah
Ooh
Butter fly doors
Get it how I get it
I get it want more whores
Yeah I want more
Get it how I get it
I get it want more, more
Yeah I want more
Yeah I want more
Yeah
She gone give me
Hobby lobby sloppy toppy
Probably fuck my homie
Cause she ain't down for monogamy
Yeah she like that hard wood
Homie that mahogany
Uh, yeah
Baby girl thick
With the eyes of burgundy
Uh
Bad little thing
She was working at burger king
Uh
Damn baby girl
You can have it your way
Uh
I'm here to stay
Uh
Bombs away, boom
Aye
Get it right
Get it right, get it right
Get it right
Yeah
Aye
Get it right
Get it right, get it right
Get it right
Get it right, get it right
Get it right
Yeah
Look at the lights
Look at the lights
Look at the camera
Look at the flash
I know that it's bright
But it'll be alright
Get in the car
Just turn on the brights
Life is a gamble
Give me the cards and give me the dice
Ha
Drip all over my drip
Shit so wet that the bitch might slip
Ooh
Sauce all over my sauce
Drip all over my drip
Jiz all over my chick
Rip this tit till I get so lit
Then sip this shit
Till my fucken head spin
Text my ex ask how she been
Yeah, aye
Let me see that ass drop
Like a cash swap
Bootylicious super sweet
Candy paint with the gumdrop
Baby playing hopscotch with a laptop
Cause fuck it we the fuck boys
We the damn thots
Rolling up the whole bag
That's a toe tag
We the OG old man
With the white sand
Red rover red rover
Let that bitch come over
No matter the fact
If I'm fucked up or sober
Uh
Butter fly doors
Get it how I get it
I get it want more whores
Yeah I want more
Get it how I get it
I get it want more, more
Yeah I want more
Yeah I want more
Yeah, aye
Look at the price
Look at the turquoise
Look at the ice
Yeah
Look at house
Look at the cars
Baby look at the life
Uh
Drip all over my drip
Shit so wet that bitch might slip
Ooh
Diamonds all over my wrist
Gold showers I'm taking a piss
Ooh
Satellite up I'm dish
Up so high cause bitch we lit
Ooh
Screws so loose so I don't need a wrench
Ball all game so I don't need a bench
Smell that stench, yeah
Weed so dank it stretch, yeah
Ooh
Butter fly doors
Get it how I get it
I get it want more whores
Yeah I want more
Get it how I get it
I get it want more, more
Yeah I want more
Yeah I want more
Yeah
She gone give me
Hobby lobby sloppy toppy
Probably fuck my homie
Cause she ain't down for monogamy
Yeah she like that hard wood
Homie that mahogany
Uh, yeah
Baby girl thick
With the eyes of burgundy
Uh
Bad little thing
She was working at burger king
Uh
Damn baby girl
You can have it your way
Uh
I'm here to stay
Uh
Bombs away, boom
Credits
Writer(s): Edwin Felter
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.