Cardi B – Drip (feat. Migos)

[Intro: Cardi B]
That boy Cass!
Cardi!
Non-stop

[Chorus: Cardi B & Offset]
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
Give me little something to remember (Cardi!)
Tryna make love in a Sprinter
Quick to drop a nigga like Kemba
Lookin’ like a right swipe on Tinder
Shit on these hoes
Letting my wrist on these hoes
Now I look down on these bitches
I feel like I’m stilts on these hoes
Forgive everybody right now
I’m the man, got cake by the pound
Go down, heat it up, don’t drown
Left the keys in the boat, how it sound
I got that gushy
Yeah that’s a fact but I’ve never been pussy
I’ve been that bitch since pajamas with footies
Won every P, and I’m still a rookie
I gotta work on my anger
Might kill a bitch with my fingers
I gotta stay outta Gucci
I’m finna run outta hangers
Is she a stripper, a rapper or a singer?
I’m busting racks in a Bentley Bentayga
Ride through your hood like "Bitch, I’m the mayor!"
You not my bitch, then bitch you are done

[Chorus: Cardi B & Offset]
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)

[Refrain: Offset]
Bitch you a thot, ain’t trickin’ (thot, thot)
Put her on her knee, make her lick it (lick it)
Patek on my wrist, and it’s glistenin’ (drip, drip)
The bitch got mad, I dissed her (hey)

[Verse 2: Offset]
Shawty ain’t nothing to a rich nigga
I put a check on a bitch nigga
Fuck your whole set and your clique, nigga
Got a gang full of dud and some broke niggas
Diamonds on me, whats the price? (price)
I’m not getting invite with the hype (hype)
I’m too rich to get into a fight (too rich)
Fifty racks got my jeans fitting tight
Pay that price and them boys come and wipe ya
We had to dispose of the diaper
Yeah we trap every week, every night
Word my movie too smooth, no indictments (hey)
Yeah, freakazoid lightning (light)
Fifty-seven ninety in this Breitling
When I got a mil I got excited
For the cash I’ma turn to Michael Myers
Baguettes keep dripping, dropping (drip)
My wrist all liquid watches (watch)
Told a bitch "Jump on my dick and pop it" (yea)
Get a little bitch a deposit (yea)

[Chorus: Cardi B]
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)

[Refrain: Offset]
Bitch you a thot, ain’t trickin’ (thot, thot)
Put her on her knee, make her lick it (lick it)
Patek on my wrist, and it’s glistenin’ (drip, drip)
The bitch got mad, I dissed her (hey)

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Takeoff
Came through drippin’, I ain’t never slippin’ I’m a pimp
Fuckin’ with a quarter million nigga, what a feelin’
Abort the mission, nigga, let me tellin
Splash, took a bitch to Piccadilly
Water in my ear, gave a nigga wet willie
Came through drippin’, spillin’
Walkin’ with the bag
Tryna get all my niggas a milli, stack it to the ceilin’
Shootin’ at civilians
I’m the one dealin’, I could make a killin’
Bags, can you smell her when I Vac-seal it?
Fly nigga throw it up, don’t care about your feelings
Ooh, what is this? What you wearin’ I be drippin’ (what)
Cal Ripken’s hit a nigga, Ken Griffey (uh, huh)
The bitch got thick, so I guess she ate Jiffy
When she leave with me, I’ma fly her back to the city

[Verse 4: Quavo]
Go get the bag on a day off (racks)
Got get the rings out the playoffs (rings)
Pasadena’s a bake off
Fuck on her, then she get laid off (smash)
Big boy 2’s, make-o (make-o)
Make a bitch down with a draco
Walkin’ with the cheese, that’s queso
That’s Huncho, fuck a Rodeo
Private jet, we don’t do layover (whew)
One call, I’m having your bae over (brr)
Walk out the spot with a makeover (woah)
Got her addicted to payover (addicted)

[Chorus: Cardi B & Offset]
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)

Cardi B – Drip Lyrics

[Intro: Cardi B]
That boy Cass!
Cardi!
Non-stop

[Chorus: Cardi B & Offset]
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
Give me little something to remember (Cardi!)
Tryna make love in a Sprinter (yeah)
Quick to drop a nigga like Kimbo (go)
Lookin’ like a right swipe on Tinder (woo)
Shit on these hoes (shit)
Light up my wrist on these hoes (wrist)
Now I look down on these bitches (down)
I feel like I’m on stilts on these hoes (woo)
Fuck ya’ baby daddy right now (right now)
Anna Mae, got cake by the pound (pound)
Go down, eat it up, don’t drown
Mac n’ cheese in the bowl, how it sound? (sound)
I got that gushy
Yeah that’s a fact, but I never been pussy
I’ve been that bitch since pajamas with footies
Won every P, and I’m still a rookie, like woo
I gotta work on my anger (ayy)
Might kill a bitch with my fingers (ayy)
I gotta stay outta Gucci (woo)
I’m finna run outta hangers (woo)
Is she a stripper, a rapper or a singer?
I’m busting racks in a Bentley Bentayga
Ride through your hood like “Bitch, I’m the mayor!”
You not my bitch, then bitch you are done

[Chorus: Cardi B & Offset]
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)

[Refrain: Offset]
Bitch you a thot, ain’t trickin’ (thot, thot)
Put her on her knee, make her lick it (lick it)
Patek on my wrist, and it’s glistenin’ (drip, drip)
The bitch got mad, I dissed her (hey)

[Verse 2: Offset]
Shawty, you ain’t nothin’ to a rich nigga (nothin’)
I’ll put a check on a bitch nigga (brrt)
Fuck your whole set and your clique, nigga (fuck ’em)
Got a gang full of dud and some broke niggas (dud)
Diamonds on me, what’s the price? (price)
I’m not gettin’ involved with the hype (hype)
I’m too rich to get into a fight (too rich)
50 racks got my jeans fittin’ tight (50 racks)
Pay the price and them boys come and wipe ya’ (wipe ya’)
We had to dispose of the diaper (dispose)
Yeah we trap every week, every night (woah)
Word my move, we too smooth, no indictments (hey)
Yeah, freakazoid lightning (lightning)
57 90 in this Breitling (Breit’)
When I got a mil I got excited (million)
For the cash I’ma turn to Michael Myers
Baguettes keep dripping, dropping (drip)
My wrist all liquid watches (watch)
Told the bitch “Jump on my dick and pop it” (yeah)
Get a little bitch a deposit (hey, brrt)

[Chorus: Cardi B]
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)

[Refrain: Offset]
Bitch you a thot, ain’t trickin’ (thot, thot)
Put her on her knee, make her lick it (lick it)
Patek on my wrist, and it’s glistenin’ (drip, drip)
The bitch got mad, I dissed her (hey)

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Take-Takeoff
Came through drippin’ (drippin’)
I ain’t never slippin’, I’m a pimp (pimp)
Fuckin’ with a quarter million, nigga, what a feelin’ (feelin’)
Abort the mission, nigga, they be tellin’ off and squealin’ (squealin’)
Splash, took a bitch to Piccadilly (splash)
Water in my ear, gave a nigga wet willy (wet willy)
Came through drippin’, spillin’
Walkin’ with the bag (bag)
Tryna get my niggas all a milli, stack it to the ceilin’ (ceilin’)
Shootin’ at civilians (‘villians)
I’m the one dealin’, I could make a killin’ (killin’)
Bags, can you smell it when I Vac-seal it? (uh)
Flag, nigga, throw it up, don’t care about your feelings (fuck ’em)
Ooh, what is this? What you wearin’? I be drippin’ (what)
Cal Ripken’s hit a nigga, Ken Griffey (uh, huh)
The bitch got thick, so I guess she ate Jiffy
When she leave with me, I’ma fly her back to the city (for sure)

[Verse 4: Quavo]
Go get the bag on the day off (racks)
Got get the rings out the playoffs (rings)
Pots in the beat, it’s a bake off (packs)
Fuck on her, then she get laid off (smash)
Big boy tools, Maaco (big boy)
Make a bitch dance with a draco (dance)
Walkin’ with the cheese, that queso (cheese)
That’s Huncho, fuck the Rodeo (Huncho)
Private jet, we don’t do layover (whew)
One call, I’m having your bae over (brrt)
Walk out the spot with a makeover (woo)
Got her addicted to payola (addicted, hey)

[Chorus: Cardi B & Offset]
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)

Tory Lanez – Real Thing lyrics

Tory Lanez with “Real Thing” ft. Future.

Real Thing lyrics

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Told her pop that ass for me on a jet ski (On a jet ski)
She said, “I might even lick it if you let me” (If you let me)
You knew I would kill the n*gger when you met me
And that’s why none of mine can regret me
Oh, yeah oh, yeah
Throw the cash up high, it’s all there, yeah
Pop that ass for me on the jet ski
She wanna f*ck because the chain, Wayne Gretzky
I would hit it out in public if she let me
I’m tryna f*ck her twin sister she gon’ let me
I can make the n*gger squirt, you wanna bet me
Say I hit that the sh*t so good she can’t forget me
I can’t have no bird bitches disrespect me
When you know I curve bitches just for sweating me
I be smoking Presidential, gone elect me
All the white girls wanna give me Becky
All the time a nigga f*ck her in a fresh tee
A nigga mad that I’m sav, tryna threaten me
I be balling, need a espy
That’s your girlfriend, she my bestie
If you sayin’, let’s be honest, girl, then let’s be
I’m tryna see you and little mama on a jet ski

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Yeah, the real thing
I don’t wanna do it if it’s not the real thing
She don’t wanna do it if you ain’t got the bill paid
All my boss bitches know I got the bill
Hey, hey
Bad bitches and they want the real thing
I don’t wanna do it if it’s not the real thing
She don’t wanna do it if you ain’t got the bill paid
All my boss bitches know I got the bill, hey

[Verse 2: Future]
Fuck her twin sister, now she hate me (Hate hate)
Brrt, brrtt
Please, order up the jet key (Key)
I just changed my number, you can’t call or sext me
Have your location on when you address me
Knock it out the park, Ken Griffey
Ooh, ooh, ooh
All these missed calls was never missed, ohh ohh
And a lot of bad bitches with no IG
She don’t post, so I know she won’t expose me
I’m gone stamp every country on your ID
They can’t smoke me, you know they tryna find me
When I give that paper to you and it’s crispy
And these Benji Franklin’s stacked up in your birkey
Fell in love with a nigga drinking codeine
How you gone fall for a nigga drinking creatine
Fell in love with a nigga drinking codeine
How you gone fall for a nigga drinking creatine

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[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Yeah, the real thing
I don’t wanna do it if it’s not the real thing
She don’t wanna do it if you ain’t got the bill paid
All my boss bitches know I got the bill
Hey, hey
Bad bitches and they want the real thing
I don’t wanna do it if it’s not the real thing
She don’t wanna do it if you ain’t got the bill paid
All my boss bitches know I got the bill, hey

[Verse 3: Tory Lanez]
I got a thick, thick, thick, white bitch
My sh*t lit than a bitch and I’m rich
Keep a .40 with extendo on the grip
And know I gotta have it on me because my niggas out here lit
I ain’t even know she was your bitch, dawg
She been throwing that sh*t at me, Micheal Vick, dawg
Steady quarterbacking at the kick off
No pun intended, I just her with the pick
Step up in the mix, sh*t is lit
I might even stop and pose for a pic
Looking at my ex bitch and she sick, yeah
She don’t like that I just pulled up with you
Fuck it, tell a bitch to bust it
I ain’t come to t-t-talk, I came to t-t-touch it
She came to s-s-suck me off, then, baby, s-s-suck it
She tryna s-s-send a Snap, but, baby, time to bust it

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Yeah, the real thing
I don’t wanna do it if it’s not the real thing
She don’t wanna do it if you ain’t got the bill paid
All my boss bitches know I got the bill
Hey, hey
Bad bitches and they want the real thing
I don’t wanna do it if it’s not the real thing
She don’t wanna do it if you ain’t got the bill paid
All my boss bitches know I got the bill, hey