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Chris E - Dropping the Factz Lyrics



Chris E - Dropping the Factz Lyrics
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I think it's our time right now
Aye
Aye
They want me to lose,
But I'ma keep winnin'
I pray to God and I hope he forgive me
But through it all, I still know that he with me
F*ck all them niggas thats playin' the fifty
Say she wanna f*ck I'm wearin' a jimmy,
Cuz when I was down, they ain't give me a penny
I cannot let these f*ck niggas get near me ,
Had to cut of the snakes, I was peeping the envy
Now I'm back in that mode,
All of these f*ck niggas gettin' exposed
Shawty bad as, bitch had her touching her toes,
These niggas going out sad for these hoes
Had to cut off my man, he ain't stick to the code,
I cannot wait till I hop in that Rolls
Seeing like 20K all for a show,
We ain't never gon stop all my niggas on go
When I hop on the beat, I be poppin' shit,
They E where the tape when you droppin' it?
Tryna focus on life, stay on top of it,
We be gettin' that dough, yeah, a lot of it
Told them niggas hell nah you ain't stoppin' shit,
So I had to stay on my grind
Had to cut that bitch off, cuz she thought I was soft,
And she tried to play with my mind
But nah I ain't with it,
I'm DTB I don't trust none these bitches
Say he want war and I told him let's get it,
If he jump out the line, he get hit with this glizzy
Might slide through your block, drop a hundred and fifty,
Bro gon slide with the Drake, I'ma slide with the Semi
I keep a burner but no, I ain't Timmy
Call up lil Brodie , you know he get busy
This shit ain't just on me, my nigga it's in me,
But I gotta stay out the mix
I ain't got shit for these bitches but dick,
Shawty come over, then she gettin' hit
I don't hang with no lames, all my niggas legit, Shawty on dick, said she just wanna pic
Said she likin' my walk and she likin' my drip,
If i get bored, I might take me a trip
Had to let that bitch go, she was givin' me lip,
She know I ain't goin' for that
Met that bitch in the street, so I'm throwin' her back,
Try to bake me a cake but I'm on to that
Nigga run up, he catch all of that,
Now that a bitch mad I ain't callin' back
F*ck around shoot, where her bonnet at,
Niggas talkin' to feds, these niggas be rats
Get in that jam and start droppin' the facts
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I think it's our time right now
Aye
Aye
They want me to lose,
But I'ma keep winnin'
I pray to God and I hope he forgive me
But through it all, I still know that he with me
F*ck all them niggas thats playin' the fifty
Say she wanna f*ck I'm wearin' a jimmy,
Cuz when I was down, they ain't give me a penny
I cannot let these f*ck niggas get near me ,
Had to cut of the snakes, I was peeping the envy
Now I'm back in that mode,
All of these f*ck niggas gettin' exposed
Shawty bad as, bitch had her touching her toes,
These niggas going out sad for these hoes
Had to cut off my man, he ain't stick to the code,
I cannot wait till I hop in that Rolls
Seeing like 20K all for a show,
We ain't never gon stop all my niggas on go
When I hop on the beat, I be poppin' shit,
They E where the tape when you droppin' it?
Tryna focus on life, stay on top of it,
We be gettin' that dough, yeah, a lot of it
Told them niggas hell nah you ain't stoppin' shit,
So I had to stay on my grind
Had to cut that bitch off, cuz she thought I was soft,
And she tried to play with my mind
But nah I ain't with it,
I'm DTB I don't trust none these bitches
Say he want war and I told him let's get it,
If he jump out the line, he get hit with this glizzy
Might slide through your block, drop a hundred and fifty,
Bro gon slide with the Drake, I'ma slide with the Semi
I keep a burner but no, I ain't Timmy
Call up lil Brodie , you know he get busy
This shit ain't just on me, my nigga it's in me,
But I gotta stay out the mix
I ain't got shit for these bitches but dick,
Shawty come over, then she gettin' hit
I don't hang with no lames, all my niggas legit, Shawty on dick, said she just wanna pic
Said she likin' my walk and she likin' my drip,
If i get bored, I might take me a trip
Had to let that bitch go, she was givin' me lip,
She know I ain't goin' for that
Met that bitch in the street, so I'm throwin' her back,
Try to bake me a cake but I'm on to that
Nigga run up, he catch all of that,
Now that a bitch mad I ain't callin' back
F*ck around shoot, where her bonnet at,
Niggas talkin' to feds, these niggas be rats
Get in that jam and start droppin' the facts
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Writer: Christopher Ekakoro
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Performed By: Chris E
Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Christopher Ekakoro

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