Dee Collins - Drop It Lyrics

Said you nothing like them bitches
They ain't competition
Said you never lost a race cause you stay winnin
Two thousand dollar a night yeah you stay killin
Said money ain't a thang, so you stay spendin
Said you ain't got a type all you see is paper
And if the price ain't right it's a deal breaker
Said you got a private room, for a private show
Head game 10s across the board yo shit the goat
Said you love the dusse you love to drive the boat
After couple drinks go inside your throat
Put the cookie on they face like a tape up
But when you but it down, ain't no letting up
Don't need the gas up, your foots on the pedal
You your own motivation you on your own level
Go by your own rules, you a young rebel
World full of options
Drop it, drop it, drop it
Drop it, drop it, drop it
Drop it, drop it, drop it
Drop it, drop it, drop it
Shake that ass now baby gone twerk something
All that money on the stage got your heart pumpin
Back that ass up Juvenile got the club jumpin
Left cheek right cheek yeah that ass thumpin
Just one little question I just gotta know
Can you do tricks on the dick like you do the pole
Can you do tricks with the stick like a magic show
No shame in ya baby, show them mama raised a ho
I mean mama raised a pro
No gold digger
Said you independent don't need no nigga
Said you bout the coin, all about your bag
Call you Orville Redenbacher the way you poppin ass
Niggas throwin cash, niggas tryna smash
Get that money, hit the dash on em
Make em mad
Said you like Diamond in a players club
If ain't about the money ain't no showin love
Drop it, drop it, drop it
Drop it, drop it, drop it
Drop it, drop it, drop it
Drop it, drop it, drop it
Ayy let's gone switch it up on em slow tempo