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Murda Beatz

Drop Out

 

Drop Out

(album: Keep God First - 2016)


Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I'm with Murda he
I'm with Murda he
I'm with Murda he thirty a key
Your bitch keep on flirting with me

Drop out, yeah
Drop top, yeah
Hop out, yeah
Pop up, yeah
Rolling dice, yeah, yeah
Foreign whip, yeah
Take your bitch, yeah, yeah
Taking trips, yeah, yeah
Drop out, yeah
Drop top, yeah
Hop out, yeah
Pop up, yeah
Rolling dice, yeah, yeah
Foreign whip, like yeah
Take your bitch, yeah, yeah
Taking trips, yeah, yeah

You know I already told 'ya
Jimmy the young bleeding soldier
She want to come through and pour up
Pour a little deuce in the soda
Keep the bag on check
Can't let 'em check my bag
Gucci bees at your neck
Gucci bees on my rack
Flyer than a [?] Eagle
Smoking on death, call it Reaper
Shorty pull up in that Jeep-uh
Bet she gone call me the chief-uh
Do this for all of my people
They thinking it must be illegal
They want us to give 'em the cheat codes
They know that we hitting like free throws

Drop out, yeah
Drop top, yeah
Hop out, yeah
Pop out, yeah
Rolling dice, yeah, yeah
Foreign whip, yeah
Take your bitch, yeah, yeah
Taking trips, yeah, yeah
Drop out, yeah
Drop top, yeah
Hop out, yeah
Pop out, yeah
Rolling dice, yeah, yeah
Foreign whips, yeah, yeah
Take your bitch, yeah, yeah
Taking trips, yeah, yeah

Still gotta post on the block
Still gotta watch for the narcs
Still gotta girl from New York
She said I rule like I'm Ja
Ahh, Ahh
Still gotta eat with my dawgs
Still keep it locked like a jaw
Diamonds that ain't got no flaws
Yeah, I bet it look easy to me
A bitch rocking easy with me
Purple Bape, I'm like Weezy with me
Eyy, Eyy
Now I treat the money like medicine
I got sickle, some shit that you could never get
Don't play with my bands like the delicate

Drop out, yeah
Drop top, yeah
Hop out, yeah
Pop out, yeah
Rolling dice, yeah, yeah
Foreign whip, yeah
Take your bitch, yeah, yeah
Taking trips, yeah, yeah
Drop out, yeah
Drop top, yeah
Hop out, yeah
Pop out, yeah
Rolling dice, yeah, yeah
Foreign whips, yeah, yeah
Take your bitch, yeah, yeah
Taking trips, yeah, yeah

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