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Lyrics of DRIP DROP by Jack Harlow
intro
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey
verse
If you want it, you could have it, that's my old style
Movin' through the night just like an old coy-ote
Low profile, sippin' somethin', got my piss lookin' like Oh-Hi
Push it 'til it's broke down
Somethin' like my mama when I take the bag home to her
Con artists talkin' like some connoisseurs
If you want the beef, we could put them bitches on skewers
verse
She the one I wrote the song for
And she put it on while she puttin' on her contour
Phone calls from the concourse
Long way from home, and that pussy what I long for
But for now, I'm on the clock
Give myself off to you right before I knock
Once I'm back home, then you know it's Yung Joc
We gon' set the camcorder up and make a Hitchcock
verse
I'm a, uh, big snot
I can't eat it cold, so I hope the shit's hot
I can't eat the leftovers out the Ziploc
It's a mental thing for me, I can't really explain it
I know we're friends, but it feel like we datin' sometimes
I feel the tension in all the conversations we have
I know the beat ain't really hot 'til I'm pacin' around
And I'm pacin' right now
Yeah, this shit knockin'
verse
And she, and she, she tryna give noggin' (oof)
Tryna show the youngin what the tip-top is
But see, me, I'm just tryna see what the drip drop is
Uh, hit it once, she said that we been talkin'
Uh, I don't mind, I'm enjoyin' the company
And it's validatin' for me, fill the void I've been strugglin' with
verse
I rock a soldier out of Troy when I'm bustin' this shit
It's an infection I avoid, I've been wantin' a kid
But I been flip-floppin', indecisive how I'm tryna get poppin' (oof)
Plain cheeseburger, I don't get toppin'
Chauncey tried to show me what the Crip walk is
verse
CyHi, yeah
Huh, drip droppin'
Call the maintenance man, I don't fix faucets, huh
Smokin' strong, can't quit coughin'
Valentino with the Louis, boy, I mix sauces
Big bosses over here, girl, I'm Rick Rossin', huh
Big toppin' with the cheese gossip
She like my last CD, I guess she disc-jockeyin'
Spoken word over bass, I be gridlockin'
verse
She was bad, so I had to take the bitch shoppin'
Hit the Rollie store to kill time, now we tick-tockin', huh
Hurry up before my dick soften
She put her panties on backwards, got her criss-crossin', huh
verse
Send her home in some sweatpants
She vegan, so I hit her with the eggplant, huh
Her daddy rich, so I'm Stedman, huh
Vetements, Gucci headband, huh
She said I'm better than her ex-man
If you fuck another bitch, you a dead man
verse
Hol' on, girl, you talkin' like you pregnant
I am not your nigga, I'm your best friend
Shh, quit talkin'
I just want to know what the drip drop is, huh
I pull hair, girl, I rip stockings
If you ain't fuckin' with me, you can kick rocks then
verse
Never take the hat off, boy, I'm Kid Rockin'
She said, "I'm sorry, I don't get that type of dick often"
Honey gold diggin', hoes be tryna pick-pocket
So I'm swip-swappin'
Got a thick chocolate
Lil' chick from the market, caught her wrist-watchin'
Now we at the crib, man, we binge-watchin'
I'm straight forward on some Chris Rock shit
I'm just tryna see what the drip drop is, huh
Writer(s): Cydel Young, Jackman Thomas Harlow
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