Dolph Ziggler Wwe

Ayy Real drippy right now Lil' mama got ass for days, and I got cash for days That fake shit, I can't relate Hate, I see it all over his face (damn) Yeah I got racks in the safe Yeah I'm fuckin' on your bae Never keep dope where you lay Keep a draco or an AK Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag) Drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag) Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip) Drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy Prometh, sippin' My bitch she gettin' tipsy Valentino my outfit, my bitch she rockin' Fendi (drippy) Too much ice, it might make you dizzy Diamonds, hittin' Dead fresh, dig me (drippy) Drippy, drippy You a peasant, you cannot come near me (uhuh) Heard a fuck nigga wanna kill me 'Cause I treat his baby mama like a frisbee, yeah Fuck nigga, try again You lose, I win Shoot him in the ass, again Pray for my enemies, amen The realest nigga in it, ayy man Shit, this young nigga poppin', damn Nah, can't no nigga stop him Paper Route, we stand on top of shit Pull up in your city, we rockin' shit I'm in the streets where the hitters at I'm in the street where the dealers at I'm in the section where all the bad bitches at Lil' mama got ass for days, and I got cash for days That fake shit, I can't relate Hate, I see it all over his face (damn) Yeah I got racks in the safe Yeah I'm fuckin' on your bae Never keep dope where you lay Keep a draco or an AK Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag) Drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag) Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip) Drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy I used to want a million then I wanted ten now I want a 100 All my bitches got an onion, private jet out the country (let's go) Just to go shop and eat lunch Foreign hoes, I got a bunch Codeine (what else?), sweet tea (what's that?), call that a tropical punch (okay) I mix the Gelato with the lemon tree, call that a tropical blunt I give that green light and you done Ayy come here lil' mama, where you from? (Ey, what's up?) All of that ass, you the bomb All of that ass, you the bomb Now take this money, get on the plane I need you to go get a bomb I put her in Yves Saint Laurent I put 70 thou in my charm I put 50 grams in my trunk I was sellin' dope, I ain't go to prom (Damn, I wish I cloud've went to prom) But I get rich anyway so motherfuck the prom Drippy, drippy Lil' mama got ass for days, and I got cash for days That fake shit, I can't relate Hate, I see it all over his face (damn) Yeah I got racks in the safe Yeah I'm fuckin' on your bae Never keep dope where you lay Keep a draco or an AK Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag) Drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (swag) Drippy (drippy), drippy (drip), drippy (drip), drippy (drip) Drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy (swag), drippy (drip), drippy

Yeah I like this shit The codeine got me noddin', got me noddin' (yeah) Sloppy toppy, she be slobbin', she be slobbin' (yeah yeah) Told you she don't give head, She flodgin', she flodgin' (that bitch lyin') Foreigns back to back, we mobbin', we mobbin' Ayy, ayy, they ask me am I greedy and I said yeah man Ayy, ayy, fuck you pay me, I need all my bread man Ayy, ayy, I got folks to feed and that's on everything (yeah) When I walk in the bank they call me by my last name (uh-huh) Big direct deposits (yeah) Playin' hide and go seek in the walk-in closet (whoa) Got so high I fell asleep and I left the Porsche runnin' (damn) Three bitches in the bed, I'm just being honest (whoa) I'm just being real (for real) Driving with one knee, rollin' a blunt 'cause I got skill (for real) Pop a bottle, cheers (cheers) Runnin' through this cash got me smilin' ear to ear (hah) Runnin' red lights and smokin' weed like I'm in Belly (hey) Fuck the police, if they want me first they gotta catch me (gone) I had an eight left, I drank one raw, now I got seven (raw) Bumpin' Mack 10, loadin' up my MAC-11 (it's Dolph) She came with her friend then both of 'em gave me Becky Cam and Leslie, uh The codeine got me noddin', got me noddin' (yeah) Sloppy toppy, she be slobbin', she be slobbin' (yeah yeah) Told you she don't give head, She flodgin', she flodgin' (that bitch lyin') Foreigns back to back, we mobbin', we mobbin' Ayy, ayy, they ask me am I greedy and I said yeah man Ayy, ayy, fuck you pay me, I need all my bread man Ayy, ayy, I got folks to feed and that's on everything When I walk in the bank they call me by my last name (uh-huh) Lyin' ass niggas be flodgin', flodgin', flodgin', flodgin' (liar) Smashed her once, Now every time she call me I'm dodgin' (ayy who that?) Ratchet ass bitch but she look just like a barbie So many people at the trap, look like we havin' a party (yeah yeah) Bad attitude like I'm Charles Barkley (yeah yeah) It's just me and my yopper slidin' in the Rari (yeah yeah) If I offend you, fuck you, I can't say I'm sorry (hah) Still pull up in the hood just to get some tamales (skrrt) I'm all about my chicken, extra Teriyaki (whoa) No love for these bitches, I just want some noggin (some top) I been countin' all night, it got me noddin' (woo) She in that sundress and her booty soft as cotton (ayy) The codeine got me noddin', got me noddin' (yeah) Sloppy toppy, she be slobbin', she be slobbin' (yeah yeah) Told you she don't give head, She flodgin', she flodgin' (that bitch lyin') Foreigns back to back, we mobbin', we mobbin' Ayy, ayy, they ask me am I greedy and I said yeah man Ayy, ayy, fuck you pay me, I need all my bread man Ayy, ayy, I got folks to feed and that's on everything When I walk in the bank they call me by my last name (uh-huh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, guess what, dog I got ice all on my arms and rocks around my neck, bitch Brand new coupe straight out the Showroom floor, that's how you flex, bitch Only problem I got is, "what car should I get next, bitch?" Smash it from the back, Looked at her friend and said, "you next, bitch" (damn) I love skinny girls, but I prefer to have a thick bitch If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick (damn) Ben Frank, I live with, count that money real quick Used to want a plug, went to Cali, took a field trip (ha) Everyday real lit (lit), choker rocks real big (rocks) Them bad bitches love the kid, Wanna fuck the kid, roll blunts for the kid (yeah, yeah) Before she got out of the car (ayy, what you doin'?) She had to fix her lip gloss, ha VS's, they shine in the dark (Nighttime), roll the gelato and spark (hey) Skreets left me with no heart (hey), Put on ice just to cover the scars (hey) A movie of my life story (what?), I wanna share it, sell it to stars (star) That young nigga rich, I ain't admire (stupid), my bitch, she the shit, I ain't admire (ha) I—I'm so smooth, I Could drive my drop top and not get wet in the rain (skrr) Four, eighty, eighty, blue flame (yeah), paper flyin' (hey) You sold out before I came (hey, hey), Shout out to RIch, Portland and Maine I got ice all on my arms and rocks around my neck, bitch Brand new coupe straight out the Showroom floor, that's how you flex, bitch Only problem I got is, "what car should I get next, bitch?" Smash it from the back, Looked at her friend and said, "you next, bitch" (damn) I love skinny girls, but I prefer to have a thick bitch If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick (damn) Don't compare me to nobody, please don't do it, I dare you (uh-uh) I'm the type of nigga to take 150 and put it in the Chevy (racks) I'm gettin' too much money, I stop eatin' meat and start eatin' salads (wealthy) Glock just pulled up on me, talkin' shit in the McLaren (hey) I bet I got more bitches in Dallas than the Mavericks (star) 30 thousand just for a sofa because the fabric (wooh) Trap nigga but he legendary like Michael Jackson (heeh) How you go and spend all that money on drugs and fashion? (uh) I got ice all on my arms and rocks around my neck, bitch Brand new coupe straight out the Showroom floor, that's how you flex, bitch Only problem I got is, "what car should I get next, bitch?" Smash it from the back, Looked at her friend and said, "you next, bitch" (damn) I love skinny girls, but I prefer to have a thick bitch If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick (damn)

Sosa 808 got this bitch knockin', nigga, ayy I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz (skrrt) Pull up, AMG, Balenciagas on my feet (big motherfuckers) I feel like God blessed me every time that I sneeze (bless you) Trap nigga, but today I'm eatin' Japanese (Beni') Somewhere chasin' a big bag of money where I be's (count 'em) Blue racks, blue racks, that's all that I see (stacks) Skip school just to go sell P's and kick it with the G's (ayy) Ridin' dirty out in traffic, watch me bob and weave (watch out) She got mad at her boyfriend and let me fuck up her weave Huh, ha, bitch, please (bitch, please) Left wrist plus right wrist below 80 degrees (froze), huh Yeah, I need some skis (you stupid, bruh) You can't name another nigga cold as me (for real) I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz Countin' all this paper got my Fingers hurtin' (gimme that rubber band) Take a Perky (take a Perky), pour a dirty (dirty-dirty) She thick as fuck, I call the girl, "Beef Jerky" ("Beef Jerky") Clown-ass nigga belong in the circus (goddamn) 80 racks on me, drive-through at Church's (gimme a two piece) Them bullshit diamonds Your jewelry box worthless (get the fuck outta here) Camo outside, inside Hermès (yeah, yeah) Was in the trap thinkin' practice make perfect, ayy Talk shit like Cassius Clay (damn), ayy Came up off chronic just like Dr. Dre, huh, ayy (ayy) The only thing I did was hustle and pray, ayy (ayy) Mannie Fresh was my Jam Master Jay (yeah) I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

BandPlay Yeah, yeah Okay, okay Stay out my way, I'll pop you like an Aspirin (watch out) Trap nigga on the way to Aspen (Aspen) Smoke the best weed and spent millions on fashion (stylin') I cashed the cheque and went ballin' in Aspen (Colorado) Grew up fucked up, now I'm havin' (yeah, yeah) Don't make me book you for a closed casket (yeah, yeah) Drop a bag on ya ass and go to Aspen (Aspen) I just dropped off sixty bags in the Aston (Martin) She in my past tense (woo), but she a bad bitch (woo) Smoke the blunt and count my money, started dancin' (woo) My bitch so jealous, she said "Who the fuck you dancin' with?" (Damn) BandPlay, that's who I'm runnin' up the bands with (ayy) Free all of my mans that's locked down in the can (free my dawgs) Shout-out to the opps 'cause them my number one fans (super pussy) All my old hoes know I miss them the most We made it out the trenches, grab a bottle, let's make a toast I woke up this morning, smokin' big blunts in my Dior robes (yeah) I got six karats, a piece of VS in my earlobes (yeah) I got niggas with me on go everywhere that I go (yeah) Today, I just might be the freshest nigga on the whole globe (Cabana) Stay out my way, I'll pop you like an Aspirin (watch out) Trap nigga on the way to Aspen (Aspen) Smoke the best weed and spent millions on fashion (stylin') I cashed the cheque and went ballin' in Aspen (Colorado) Grew up fucked up, now I'm havin' (yeah, yeah) Don't make me book you for a closed casket (yeah, yeah) Drop a bag on ya ass and go to Aspen (Aspen) I just dropped off sixty bags in the Aston (Martin) I just jumped off quarantine to get a back in (let's go, let's go) Trap nigga, still pop you like a Advil (yeah, you know) Huh, yeah, bitch, you know I'm the shit, I get my accent (yup) First time gettin' locked up, I had took some bags to Nashville (woah) Now, fast forward that, your boy in Aspen I'm rockin' me a mink, my Fanta pink, I bought my ratchet I'm straight up out the street, no, I can't ski, but I can back in (yup) I'm ten toes to the death of me, I put that on my patent (yeah) Yeah, I be killin' all my opps and I be killin' fashion I never leave the house without my Glock, it'll never happen (uh-uh) My neck and wrist is Colorado rocky, yes, I'm havin' it I'm cut throat to the bone, I hope you niggas understand me, bitch Stay out my way, I'll pop you like an Aspirin (watch out) Trap nigga on the way to Aspen (Aspen) Smoke the best weed and spent millions on fashion (stylin') I cashed the cheque and went ballin' in Aspen (Colorado) Grew up fucked up, now I'm havin' (yeah, yeah) Don't make me book you for a closed casket (yeah, yeah) Drop a bag on ya ass and go to Aspen (Aspen) I just dropped off sixty bags in the Aston (Martin)

Ayy, ayy Ayyyy Buddah blessed this beat What up? All of these diamonds on me, they say I ain't playin' fair (damn) Pull up at the mansion, I got cameras everywhere (uh) Dobermans in the backyard like the president (uh) Fifty bitches on my dick, call me Dolph the pimp (hey) Don't give a fuck, ain't a rich nigga, you a shrimp (lil boy) Court side with my lil son watchin' LeBron and them, hah P's of cannabis, my nigga I sold tons of them, hah Drop a bag on his head, each and every one of them, hah And these bitches (what?), nah, we don't love none of them (nah) The police get behind this Rari, I'ma run from them (skrrt) You know that they smokin' weed and they got guns in there (yeah yeah) Got a bad bitch waitin' on me with no underwear (yeah yeah) Black skirt, not a lick of panties under there (uh-huh) Gangster from the start, my heart ain't got no love in there (uh-huh) They always on my IG just to see what I wear Got somebody's bitch bent over, from the back and pullin' hair (huh) Fuck it, I don't care (fuck it) Count better than I spell (fuck it) It smoke how it smell (fuck it) Fuck 'em, send some shells (fuck 'em) I just bought a P to smoke and I ain't got shit for sale (nah) I know you can tell (what?), I'm a fuckin' player (player) Player (player), player (player), player (player), player (player) Motherfuckin' player (motherfuckin' player), I'm a fuckin' player Player player (player), player (player) I'm a fuckin' player (motherfuckin' player) I'm a fuckin' player (motherfuckin' player), motherfuckin' player Look how that shit hit (shine), Michael Jackson dancin' (dance) White bitch told me she wanna go fuck to Marilyn Manson (hol' up) My hood bitch said she wanna fuck me good then make a sandwich (okay) I turned it to a traphouse but at first it was abandoned (trap) The game been good to me (yeah) A quarter milly every week (yeah) I dream about cake when I sleep (yeah) I wake up like it's time to eat, hey Fuck you, pay me (give me that) Secure the bag daily (whoa whoa) I'm thinkin' new Mercedes Your main bitch my baby (hah) I fucked your favorite public figure but she say we dated (uh-uh) My lil nigga can't stay out of jail, he keep catchin' cases (damn) Two of my dogs, They fell out 'bout money and I swear I hate it (shit man) I put extra ice on my wrist because it keep on achin' (woo) I put her legs behind her head and now she keep on shakin' (woo) Bitch I went from a Cutlass (Cutlass), to a double R (R) Light up my blunt then push a button, that motherfucker start (yeah) Trap nigga living large (yeah) I put that on God (ayy) Player (player), player (player), player (player), player (player) Motherfuckin' player (motherfuckin' player), I'm a fuckin' player Player player (player), player (player) I'm a fuckin' player (motherfuckin' player) I'm a fuckin' player (motherfuckin' player), motherfuckin' player