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Young Thug - Drip Intro Floyd Mayweather Original Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Ayy, ayy
This real talk type shit, I swear to God
We just gon' call this shit "Drip," you know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Ayy, little bitch (Goose)
You ridin' niggas' dick like a bitch (Billboard Hitmakers)
Damn, little bitch
You ridin' niggas' dick like a bitch (Wheezy beats)
I got six brand new foreigns on my wrist, ah
I got six Forgiatos on my fist, ayy
I got fifty foreign hoes on my dick, ayy, uh
I'ma nut in all them hoes, let's have some chicks, ayy
Nigga tried to hit a lick and missed (Blatt)
Tried to run, then I caught him like a fish (Caught his ass), ayy
I'ma catch his ass with the whole clip (Blatt, blatt)
I'ma beat they ass up like Ron Artest (What?), ayy
Pussy nigga ran like a Miss (Hah)
I got your bitch up underwater tryna kiss (Mwah, mwah), ayy
I'ma gon' and shit and take a piss (Mwah, mwah), ayy
We done fucked her legs and fucked her face (Woo, woo), ayy

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Cash out on that whip, I don't want no rent (I don't want no rent)
VVSs hit off that G Star V-neck (Star V-neck)
Chop, chop the top off that Stingray Corvette (Stingray Corvette, skrrt)
Two bitches with me, they on Molly, they on X (They on X)
Took my foreign to the club, pulled in the VIP (Pulled in the VIP)
Took some hoes to the hotel and made 'em strip (And made 'em strip)
She sucked me loose, I had to give that bitch a tip (I had to give that bitch a tip)
Everybody smashed that ho, that bitch the rip (That bitch the rip)
[Verse 3: Young Thug & Gunna]
Everybody got they passport ready to dip, uh
Europe, UK, twenty-five thousand dollars on a trip
I just, I just found out rats can use they lips
I got, I got, I got me a thirty round clip
I got one in the head, thirty-one rounds on my hip, ayy (My hip)
Okay, Lil Dora said I was born with the skill, ayy
My lawyer say it's guaranteed when he appeal (Appeal)
I got a bad bitch wit' me, and yeah, she strip

[Verse 4: Gunna & Young Thug]
I'm in Vegas spendin' thousands with my chips (All on chips)
I can't love these bitches, fell in love the rip (Love the rip)
I was, I was, I was doin' this shit just for my peers
I, I would put inside my blood, my sweat, my tears (Sweat and tears)
Do this shit all on my own, don't need no deal (Don't need no deal)
Di'-diamonds flawless 'round my neck, gave me a chill (Me a chill)
Late, lately, I've been flyin' on them Lears (On them Lears)
Flyin' 'cross the world, these bitches killin' me

[Verse 5: Young Thug]
Ayy, flood her bank account with bands 'cause she feelin' me (Feelin' me)
Nigga, cash on delivery (Delivery)
If it's a snake on my clothes then it's double G
I don't like police hoes, ain't no cuffin' me
All my diamonds dancin' like they Bruce Lee (Wah)
Check out my smile, I got some new teeth
Pop a Molly, now I'm in the fuckin' air
Cloud nine, nigga smokin' like the fuckin' bear
[Verse 6: Gunna]
We at the Clearport, you niggas never there (You niggas never there)
I wouldn't even cap, lil' bitch, this our year (This our year)
I do it for my fam, twenty racks on gifts (Twenty racks on Christmas)
Bitch, we blowin' gas, roll me up a spliff (Roll me up a spliff)
Now, what you think a young nigga grindin' for? (What you think I'm grindin' for?)
I sip it 'til I sleep, I might overdose (I might overdose)
She made it out the hood and left that dope bowl (Left that dope bowl)
Get them bricks from my mama, she got truckloads (Huh?)

[Verse 7: Young Thug & Gunna]
Ayy, fuck you mean you get it from your mammy, ho? (Yeah, hahaha)
Ayy, diamonds all on my chin, diamonds on my folk
Piercin' in my nose, diamond in my nose (Diamonds in my nose)
Giuseppe open toes, diamonds on my toes (Diamonds on my toes)
I just got a family pack of Jimmy Choos, damn
I just bought a chopper and I'm ready to use it, damn
I got a lot of bitches comin' by the twos
I got a lot of bitches bomin' by the few (Few)

[Verse 8: Gunna]
Big di'-diamonds but we call 'em jewels (Call 'em jewels)
All, all these racks, think I sell dog foods (I sell dog food)
Drip, I spend thousand on my fuckin' shoes (Three thousand on shoes)
Pull up in this Ave, it cost the Christian Loub's (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, watch your mouth, we ain't fuckin' cool (Fuckin' cool)
YSL the mafia, that's a fuckin' fool (Fuckin' fools)
Take this shit out and shoot (Grra, grra, grra)