Drop That Bitch Lyrics - Singles - Salva

Drop that bitch x18 

In that muthafucka hanging 

And she forever be singing 

With that thing in the back 

Make it backtrack, look up 

It's somewhat banging 

When I pull up and bang that track 

In the four 

And it ain't no stopping the show 

L.A metropolis so 

There just ain't no stoppin' when I hit that 

Bomb head in my car 

Got that bomb weed in my drawer 

Got them bomb seeds in my garden 

Valley Girl, Dolly Parton 

If that shit don't be poppin' 

Got them dope fiends in Compton 

Got my niggas rose and my bitches tho 

These mothafuckas keep poppin' molly 

Broccoli in my pocket's pocket 

Oxys and my pocket's growling? 

Smoking heavy in my Impala chevy parking and 

It's that gangsta instrumental 

Original indo 

For the hoes in sexy clothes 

A nigga never touched the bank roll 

Lemme get that 

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Ugly nigga with a gang of bitches 

Hoover street nifty-fifty business 

In my bitch whip with my L suspended 

Big Pimpin' misleading women 

Extra innings being good at pitching 

Blue khakis I'm no doubt 

Got naked hoes in a dope house 

Put them hoes on a DVD 

Show them hoes what this 'pimp bout 

I'm pill poppin' 

Feds is watchin' 

I hopped the fence I don't need Cochran 

the DUI but my gun loaded 

If my men made it then my men sold it 

If the sun shine and that bitch ? 

Come holla at your young scholar 

I'm top dog I'm Rottweiler 

I gangbang and I spit lava 

I drink brews and I make moves 

I went so hard for these new shoes 

I go so deep in her vocals 

I lay it down on this Pro Tool 

I'm a real nigga, you so full 

World tours, and you local 

All you say this shit on the menu 

Give me large fries and I'll be cool 

Put your hands down by your ankles 

Make it clap for me for this bank roll 

I'll gladly poke on that pink hole 

Front to leaves I'm straight backwoods 

Hit my weed and I own you baby 

Might buy you something, that head good 

Now let me pinch on that donkey lady 

What 

though 

Kurt Angle where I play the rings 

Chains on, the fames on 

But I'm still good with that bada bing boy (what) 

My foreign chicks love coming to America (what) 

They go back like I never thought a problem with having me coming from America (what) 

Blast off I smash off like vroom vroom 

With a bitch as easy as blues clues 

Dirty flow need two rooms 

Diamond Lane everything 

We hitting everything 

Like a we were juicing minute maid 

Knock it out the park another homerun 

Need I run home 

Cali mind, play with mine nigga run home 

Why you on the phone line while these niggas jump you 

(What you?) fuck you 

No it isn't ever like that 

But you saying that so you kinda make a nigga want to 

Me off the wee-little 

Bitch, I'mma bump 

Then I'll fuck 

Then I'll pump 

? 

I'm ? off to the next 

Compton the home of the chrome to your neck 

Fuck all that, Fuck all that 

Niggas tryna turn up one more time 

Niggas thought I was done with the rapping 

Fuck that I need one more line 

Nick where you at? roll some more 5's 

Shit to fly won't pass that up 

Diamond lane gang 

Diamond lane gang 

Problem, Casha, and Bad Lucc 

Hold up bruh don't forget the lucky 

4 finger ring cause the squad is Square can't touch me 

Homicide on the track made Town aboriginal 

Rap [?] like a field goal 

I'mma show you where a mill go 

Knocked out I still go 

Hand me that jack uhh 

Hit him with the right-left uhh 

I'll plate none 

U get the plat plat on 

Send a motor's ass like uh 

Where you niggas from 

With my crazy lady 

Your baby momma look like she made to pay me 

Shady baby 

Spend a bank roll on the aces baby 

You ain't getting money 

Hey you crazy, lady 

Bad luck with it i go 

Fat nigga lookin like a billion i know 

Rap nigga wanna bust head on the low 

You rather take a train into a shower of snow 

Fucking with your broad metals spitting about an o 

I dont wanna keep it you can get it from the show 

Feeling i have it good, i'm just doing what i know 

Gotta king open up your head full of dough 

I do what I want, nigga fuck the next line