Yung Drippy - Drippy's Room 5 Lyrics

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Last time that I sample this song so you know it's gon' be classic
Wait
Met this bitch in the club now hitting it raw like Brad Maddox
Brodie back out that Beamer the Range too difficult swervin' through the traffic
And I'ma keep puttin' on nigga I ain't gon' stop till we all wearin' Pateks
Uncle B lost his life in a bad car wreck man that shit was very tragic
And I remember them days back with XL Hope gettin' ready for the pageant
OG always said if you quit you a bitch lil' Drippy you got talent
And I ball hard like Ray Allen oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Uh huh
Oh yeah
Come on
Come on
Uh huh
Yeah
I'm off two Perkys
I lost my jersey
Watch how I sing on the beat like Fergie
I seen a bad lil' bitch I said Lord have mercy
I can't sip no drink it's too early
Man how the fuck is this white shorties hair so curly
And I would've gave her the word but she just wasn't worthy
I'm bouta take y'all to school like a young Calvin Murphy
Hold I opened the door for that bitch cause it's just good courtesy
Nigga how could you hate on the kid and you ain't even heard of me
And she said she ain't mean that shit I know she did it purposely
Pullin' up to that family cookout can I get a burger please
Last time that I sample this song so you know it's gon' be classic
Wait
Met this bitch in the club now hitting it raw like Brad Maddox
Brodie back out that Beamer the Range too difficult swervin' through the traffic
And I'ma keep puttin' on nigga I ain't gon' stop till we all wearin' Pateks
Uncle B lost his life in a bad car wreck man that shit was very tragic
And I remember them days back with XL Hope gettin' ready for the pageant
OG always said if you quit you a bitch lil' Drippy you got talent
And I ball hard like Ray Allen oh yeah

Like
Last time that I sample this song so you know it's gon' be classic
Wait
Met this bitch in the club now hitting it raw like Brad Maddox
Brodie back out that Beamer the Range too difficult swervin' through the traffic
And I'ma keep puttin' on nigga I ain't gon' stop till we all wearin' Pateks
Uncle B lost his life in a bad car wreck man that shit was very tragic
And I remember them days back with XL Hope gettin' ready for the pageant
OG always said if you quit you a bitch lil' Drippy you got talent
And I ball hard like Ray Allen oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Uh huh
Oh yeah
Come on
Come on
Uh huh
Yeah
I'm off two Perkys
I lost my jersey
Watch how I sing on the beat like Fergie
I seen a bad lil' bitch I said Lord have mercy
I can't sip no drink it's too early
Man how the fuck is this white shorties hair so curly
And I would've gave her the word but she just wasn't worthy
I'm bouta take y'all to school like a young Calvin Murphy
Hold I opened the door for that bitch cause it's just good courtesy
Nigga how could you hate on the kid and you ain't even heard of me
And she said she ain't mean that shit I know she did it purposely
Pullin' up to that family cookout can I get a burger please
Last time that I sample this song so you know it's gon' be classic
Wait
Met this bitch in the club now hitting it raw like Brad Maddox
Brodie back out that Beamer the Range too difficult swervin' through the traffic
And I'ma keep puttin' on nigga I ain't gon' stop till we all wearin' Pateks
Uncle B lost his life in a bad car wreck man that shit was very tragic
And I remember them days back with XL Hope gettin' ready for the pageant
OG always said if you quit you a bitch lil' Drippy you got talent
And I ball hard like Ray Allen oh yeah