paroles de chanson Yes or No - Dr1ppy

Dr1ppy on the track huh

Yes or is it no
Im a really need your answer (What?)
Slidin' down that pole
You was just a fuckin' dancer (I drop a hundred!)
You'se a grab and go
I don't gotta use my manners (Like, skrrt)
Dick she wanna smoke
But, she don't want no cancer (Go!)
Put a bitch up on the moon, I put her on a xan bar (Pack!)
All this money comin' new, she thought I was the the land shark (Cash!)
Saw the stars up on the roof, she thought this was the Nascar (Zoom!)
I be drippin' Fiji, we gon' fuck on top of sand bars (Yuh!)

Lil' Dr1p

And she a freaky freaky bih (Aye)
She a hop up on her knees and get the sticky on her lip (Ugh)
She wan' six nine with the blicky, I just did it or the kick (Aye, yuh!)
She wan' say I'm actin' iffy, where you comin' up with this (Stupid bih!)
She a cartier lil bitch (Cool)
She want more then just the coupe
She a party where lil bitch (Wet, yeah)
She gon' throw that ass on loop (Throw it!)
Please don't cross me like no bridge
Not no filmin' but we shoot (Blih!)
And my dawgs they follow suit (Brrah!)
Ace of hearts on my ace of spades
I be drippin' juice (Dr1p, lit!)
Pace the part, I just played a babe
I don't follow through (Nah, oh my God)
Threw the dart, we gon' catch a case (Yeah yeah, what?)
Doolin' with my dudes (Scoot it)
Play her heart, you gotta pay to play
Drink up on my douce (Drink it!)
Imma big talkin' benji boy, I be ballin' out (Bitty bih!)
You'se a no tog fendi flex, your car be stallin' out (Little bih)
I'm a playboi, do the digi flex, like I be walking out (Skrrt it, yeah!)
She just puked the perky and her pride, she was fallin' out (Skeet, skeet)
So

Yes or is it no
Im a really need your answer (What?)
Slidin' down that pole
You was just a fuckin' dancer (I drop a hundred!)
You'se a grab and go
I don't gotta use my manners (Like, skrrt)
Dick she wanna smoke
But, she don't want no cancer (Go!)
Put a bitch up on the moon, I put her on a xan bar (Pack!)
All this money comin' new, she thought I was the the land shark (Cash!)
Saw the stars up on the roof, she thought this was the Nascar (Zoom!)
I be drippin' Fiji, we gon' fuck on top of sand bars (Yuh!)

(And I what?)

And I told her hold my stick (Cute!)
Not no Trippy Redd, but tote my pole like it's my dick (Shit be heavy!)
We just funked the flame and puked the pain, I think I'm gettin' sick (Blah!)
She just brought the ass but left her stomach, she was lookin' thick (Damn!)
She gon' grab the strap and pull it back and give 'em heart attack
I'm a grab the bag no starter pack like this the shark attack (Dr1p, lit)
Put your dude up in a body bag, I don't do chit chat (Fuck a bih)
Hop up in a taxi cab, then we skrrt off (Roger that)
I just flex the bands yeah (Fuck)
I don't got no plans yeah (Nah)
Told that bitch to her knees and dick up in her glands yeah (Skrrt)
Then I met her friends yeah
They all come in tens yeah
Pocket loaded cheese, I ain't scared to crash the Benz yeah
So

Yes or is it no
Im a really need your answer (What?)
Slidin' down that pole
You was just a fuckin' dancer (I drop a hundred!)
You'se a grab and go
I don't gotta use my manners (Like, skrrt)
Dick she wanna smoke
But, she don't want no cancer (Go!)
Put a bitch up on the moon, I put her on a xan bar (Pack!)
All this money comin' new, she thought I was the the land shark (Cash!)
Saw the stars up on the roof, she thought this was the Nascar (Zoom!)
I be drippin' Fiji, we gon' fuck on top of sand bars (Yuh!)