[Intro] Yeah Rocktee 'bout to run it up Yeah, yeah Oh, yeah
[Chorus] Drip sauce, big boss Pockets, Rick Ross Rollie don't tick tock Flip flop, drip drop Drip sauce, big boss Pockets, Rick Ross Rollie don't tick tock Flip flop, drip drop
[Verse 1] Drip drip, when I sip sip (Sip) Lookin' for your girl, she tryna get lit (Get lit) Later on get hit, bitch, I'm too piped (Bitch, I'm too piped) Tell everybody then, baby, 'cause you're too hot (You're too hot) Gotta be on top to get to the cream I'm just a young nigga livin' his dream Had to find out that this life wasn't it seems, uh Pass me the lean Heard she a fiend, feed her a bean, yeah (Feed her a bean) Feed her the team Don't give her no cream, don't sell her no dream (We don't sell her no dream) I hop in the Bentley and I head to the green, I'm feelin' so green, yeah (Feelin' so green) Lookin' for love in all the wrong places, don't got no rings (No bag) That chopper be diggin' your house for sure, don't let that bitch sing Me and my brothers so close together, no in-between (No, no, nah' mean?)
[Chorus] Drip sauce, big boss Pockets, Rick Ross Rollie don't tick tock Flip flop, drip drop Drip sauce, big boss Pockets, Rick Ross Rollie don't tick tock Flip flop, drip drop
[Verse 2] They been leanin', she a Neiman demon Tryna eat some semen on the way to Venus White 'Rari, like to call it Pegas' On the way to Vegas, tryna turn some pages Turn the chapter, turn her backwards Beat her mouth, then I hit it after I've been drippin', slippin' Then to business, ain't nobody dappin' Uh, yeah, too fresh for the grave I was born to be paid (Born to be paid) Section 8 to a maid, yeah, yeah yeah
[Chorus] Drip sauce, big boss Pockets, Rick Ross Rollie don't tick tock Flip flop, drip drop Drip sauce, big boss Pockets, Rick Ross Rollie don't tick tock Flip flop, drip drop
[Outro] Rocktee 'bout to run it upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
