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T.Jones - Drippin' Flava Lyrics



T.Jones - Drippin' Flava Lyrics




I'm drippin flava
And i'm flexin flexin flexin flexin on you haters
F*ck out my way bruh I'm drippin flava
I'm drippin flava
And I'm flexin flexin flexin flexin on you haters
F*ck out my way bruh I'm drippin flava
And I'm always on my money dance
Stay dangerous don't deviate away from the plan
Been official dawg gotta throw the flag when you soulja hate
I forgive ya nigga when ya outta bounds in yo own way
In my own lane wit dat mirror shine like I'm super sunday
Elite wit da drip floodin da strip wit dis flava Im flexin on dummies
Stupid wit it smart enough to not risk da business
Outta field inkin the deals d-o-p-e selling for my nigga fa'real
Dat ain't nuttin dat I had to do
Thrill ride I'm coming too
OG had to scold me sticking to the script cuz da game don't owe me food
Went ahead and got my own plate
Different smell wit a different taste
Another move at ah smoother rate
Another groove at ah steady pace
Nice shoes an I keep em lace
Quick cut step back the tre eight revolver tucked back in my waist
Don't you bother mayday saved from grace
You better call em flava
Drip savor the taste blow guns to my face
Faced guns inna day no fun inna game
Lost some to da grave while
I'm drippin flava
And i'm flexin flexin flexin flexin on you haters
F*ck out my way bruh I'm drippin flava
I'm drippin flava
And I'm flexin flexin flexin flexin on you haters
F*ck out my way bruh I'm drippin flava
And I'm still doin my money dance
Nigga sucka free got stupid flava like crawfish man
I smell exotic 28's be poppin I'm sexy chocolate
Break it off and drop it
Clock da scale weight for sale vacuum seal for profit
Yeah dats how I'm rockin don't stop till I get enough to get dat hoppin
Breadman wit no other options locked in and its go time haters watchin
New Orleans thriller
Collect six figures nigga
She never had a dick dog for dinner
Get da noise outcha when I'm in ya
Main course it ain't on the menu
Valet whip up and they get tipped to
Park it out front for the view I stunt to
Impress don't want to talk about how I move and elude
Don't kiss and tell no lies baby I keep secrets
Every number you call from hit the block list and you get blocked to frequent
Dat was da old me only hoes I got rake da leaves
Only bitch I got had puppies
Only Mary I got is my weed geez
Eye balls in ya face enthralled by the way
Champagne wit da cake dat was baked to ya taste
For dem hoes who wanna hate while
I'm drippin flava
And i'm flexin flexin flexin flexin on you haters
F*ck out my way bruh I'm drippin flava
I'm drippin flava
And I'm flexin flexin flexin flexin on you haters
F*ck out my way bruh I'm drippin flava
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I'm drippin flava
And i'm flexin flexin flexin flexin on you haters
F*ck out my way bruh I'm drippin flava
I'm drippin flava
And I'm flexin flexin flexin flexin on you haters
F*ck out my way bruh I'm drippin flava
And I'm always on my money dance
Stay dangerous don't deviate away from the plan
Been official dawg gotta throw the flag when you soulja hate
I forgive ya nigga when ya outta bounds in yo own way
In my own lane wit dat mirror shine like I'm super sunday
Elite wit da drip floodin da strip wit dis flava Im flexin on dummies
Stupid wit it smart enough to not risk da business
Outta field inkin the deals d-o-p-e selling for my nigga fa'real
Dat ain't nuttin dat I had to do
Thrill ride I'm coming too
OG had to scold me sticking to the script cuz da game don't owe me food
Went ahead and got my own plate
Different smell wit a different taste
Another move at ah smoother rate
Another groove at ah steady pace
Nice shoes an I keep em lace
Quick cut step back the tre eight revolver tucked back in my waist
Don't you bother mayday saved from grace
You better call em flava
Drip savor the taste blow guns to my face
Faced guns inna day no fun inna game
Lost some to da grave while
I'm drippin flava
And i'm flexin flexin flexin flexin on you haters
F*ck out my way bruh I'm drippin flava
I'm drippin flava
And I'm flexin flexin flexin flexin on you haters
F*ck out my way bruh I'm drippin flava
And I'm still doin my money dance
Nigga sucka free got stupid flava like crawfish man
I smell exotic 28's be poppin I'm sexy chocolate
Break it off and drop it
Clock da scale weight for sale vacuum seal for profit
Yeah dats how I'm rockin don't stop till I get enough to get dat hoppin
Breadman wit no other options locked in and its go time haters watchin
New Orleans thriller
Collect six figures nigga
She never had a dick dog for dinner
Get da noise outcha when I'm in ya
Main course it ain't on the menu
Valet whip up and they get tipped to
Park it out front for the view I stunt to
Impress don't want to talk about how I move and elude
Don't kiss and tell no lies baby I keep secrets
Every number you call from hit the block list and you get blocked to frequent
Dat was da old me only hoes I got rake da leaves
Only bitch I got had puppies
Only Mary I got is my weed geez
Eye balls in ya face enthralled by the way
Champagne wit da cake dat was baked to ya taste
For dem hoes who wanna hate while
I'm drippin flava
And i'm flexin flexin flexin flexin on you haters
F*ck out my way bruh I'm drippin flava
I'm drippin flava
And I'm flexin flexin flexin flexin on you haters
F*ck out my way bruh I'm drippin flava
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Writer: Tyrohne Jones
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