Our Lyrics Synchronize is 100% Perfect For That Allotted Length. Explain your version of song meaning, find more of Offset lyrics. Hop up in the Lamb, and drop the roof, show the tits Original lyrics of Ric Flair Drip song by Offset. We get at it, then we gon’ pray with the pastor’s scriptures I’m giving your ho away, like she a raffle, nigga
I gave a nigga a diamond, I had to cap a nigga My shooter be begging “please, ” he’s ready to wack a nigga I made the shit mandatory, that means I had to get it My nigga, we from the north divisionĪmateur brain, we bought ya just like it’s an auction, ain’t itīeat the chopper, hundred round total, like it’s a car collision (brrt-brrt) Hop in the Bentley coupe and blow the brains out it Lyrics Ric Flair Drip (Remix) by Tyga: Dubai drip on my DubaiShe got a wobbly wobbly wopShe got a wobbly wobbly wopSaharaMetro Boomin want some more. Metro Boomin want some more, nigga Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah. My nigga, we from the north division (north, nawf) Amateur brain. Nigga, we used to kick it, how you hatin’ on me Hop in the Bentley coupe and blow the brains out it (skrrt) We not the same, my nigga. Twist my fingers, got the gang with me (gang with me)īought my first Patek, it got some rain on it (Patek) Bitch I flex Ric Flair, damn All they do is stare, ouu Lil Pump really dont care, no Told a bitch Lil Pump yeah, ouu Everybody know Im up next, yeah Everybody. Metro Boomin want some more, nigga (hey). I was runnin’ ’round homie, with five-hundred thou’ on me Sign up for Deezer and listen to Ric Flair Drip (with Metro Boomin) by Offset and.
My car five-hundred and I don’t put no miles on it Put the iron on it, if a nigga my opponent Put my mind on it then I put my grind on it Soon as we came in the game, all these niggas they imitate Never hesitate to give a nigga yellow tapeĪin’t worried ’bout the bag ’cause the cash accumulate It’s the Boominati way, a lotta Lambs, a lotta Wraiths Hopping in my Bentayga and the seat is a masseuseīalenciaga, check my posture, Valentino boots Ninety pointers style, my diamonds look like hula hoops Hop up in the Lamb’, and drop the roof, show the tits Multi-million dollar, I’m a fool with the hits Ric Flair drip go “woo” on a bitchįifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist I’m tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeahĬhopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah Slidin’ on the water like a jet-ski, yeah
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