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Drop It
by Aggy M
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Yeah, I got that real sick flow
When the girls hear the tone, yeah they drop it to the floor
And they all be bored, 'til I walk in through the door
That's why these niggas want war
I make it rain, let it pour, and I'm drippin' in Dior
These other niggas too poor
Ain't talking money, get ignored
Better pray to the lord she don't kick you out the door
And I ain't got no time for no side bitch, I'm just here to flip cash
But I got that good dick that'll make you split like an acrobat
Yeah, hit it 3 times in a row
Excuse my fucking manners, I ain't got no self control
Say I'm an animal until my monster get exposed
You want a ring? Here's a ring-pop
Baby I don't sweet talk, just kiss me on the floor
Yeah, just for the moment
I don't wanna have to fight your ex so please don't get too close
Yeah, we can get it on the floor
You know you so fire, don't you set it on the floor
Stand up and then she wet it on the floor
You can have all this cash, no need to get it off the floor
I got that real sick flow
When the girls hear the tone, yeah they drop it to the floor
And they all be bored, 'til I walk in through the door
That's why these niggas want war
I make it rain, let it pour, and I'm drippin' in Dior
These other niggas too poor
Ain't talking money, get ignored
Better pray to the lord she don't kick you out the door
Yeah, I got that real sick flow
When the girls hear the tone, yeah they drop it to the floor
And they all be bored, 'til I walk in through the door
That's why these niggas want war
I make it rain, let it pour, and I'm drippin' in Dior
These other niggas too poor
Ain't talking money, get ignored
Better pray to the lord she don't kick you out the door
And I ain't got no time for no side bitch, I'm just here to flip cash
But I got that good dick that'll make you split like an acrobat
Yeah, hit it 3 times in a row
Excuse my fucking manners, I ain't got no self control
Say I'm an animal until my monster get exposed
You want a ring? Here's a ring-pop
Baby I don't sweet talk, just kiss me on the floor
Yeah, just for the moment
I don't wanna have to fight your ex so please don't get too close
Yeah, we can get it on the floor
You know you so fire, don't you set it on the floor
Stand up and then she wet it on the floor
You can have all this cash, no need to get it off the floor
I got that real sick flow
When the girls hear the tone, yeah they drop it to the floor
And they all be bored, 'til I walk in through the door
That's why these niggas want war
I make it rain, let it pour, and I'm drippin' in Dior
These other niggas too poor
Ain't talking money, get ignored
Better pray to the lord she don't kick you out the door
