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Drip for Sale Video (MV)




Performed By: Lola Rae
Length: 3:10
Written by: RAVEN ROSEMOND




Lola Rae - Drip for Sale Lyrics
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I ain't never have a Dollar that I ain't like
F*ck that damn right
I got that Calatrava for you if your game tight
F*ck that damn right
I got that drip for sale
I got that drip for sale
Boy I got that drip for real
I got that drip for sale

Since a kid I've been hood rich
White neighbors white bricks
Mom holding down four kids
3 car garage we were hood rich
I watched my mom whip up the work
Package they full of dirt
When I turned 18 I lent my mom 19 G's
Then she stole the sh so I went to work
Packed up moved to New York
Met some niggas that was making noise
Now I'm in the streets out with the boys
And I'm still chasing this music sh
Homeless going through the sh
Belly empty they stealing chips
Who gave a f*ck nobody bi
My momma always said the streets won't love me
Never did I think it get this ugly
I use to have to stack my coin and money
And now I flip a Dollar like it's nothing
My time
I've been running marathons now its my time
I held it down I was patient don't act suprised
I'm the lady that they want (Yeah yeah)

I ain't never have a Dollar that I ain't like
F*ck that damn right
I got that Calatrava for you if your game tight
F*ck that damn right
I got that drip for sale
I got that drip for sale
Boy I got that drip for real
I got that drip for real

I'm the realest chick you wanna know
I promise you that
I don't gotta be the flyest
Cause I know how to add
When it comes down to the humsin
I'm at the top of my class
And I probably f that nigga just to learn how to slap
Oh yeah I got a taste need a bag and some shoes yeah
F*ck around tell em gimme two pairs
Tell em gimme (Whoo)
I need water baby cause I got the juice (Yeah)
Ask the waiter what the sea produced (Yeah)
I'm not impressed with things I see
That's why I live in a all major cities
Ate the best food smoked the best weed
Now all there's left to do is live my dreams
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

I ain't never have a Dollar that I ain't like
F*ck that damn right
I got that Calatrava for you if your game tight
F*ck that damn right
I got that drip for sale
I got that drip for sale
Boy I got that drip for real
I got that drip for sale
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I ain't never have a Dollar that I ain't like
F*ck that damn right
I got that Calatrava for you if your game tight
F*ck that damn right
I got that drip for sale
I got that drip for sale
Boy I got that drip for real
I got that drip for sale

Since a kid I've been hood rich
White neighbors white bricks
Mom holding down four kids
3 car garage we were hood rich
I watched my mom whip up the work
Package they full of dirt
When I turned 18 I lent my mom 19 G's
Then she stole the sh so I went to work
Packed up moved to New York
Met some niggas that was making noise
Now I'm in the streets out with the boys
And I'm still chasing this music sh
Homeless going through the sh
Belly empty they stealing chips
Who gave a f*ck nobody bi
My momma always said the streets won't love me
Never did I think it get this ugly
I use to have to stack my coin and money
And now I flip a Dollar like it's nothing
My time
I've been running marathons now its my time
I held it down I was patient don't act suprised
I'm the lady that they want (Yeah yeah)

I ain't never have a Dollar that I ain't like
F*ck that damn right
I got that Calatrava for you if your game tight
F*ck that damn right
I got that drip for sale
I got that drip for sale
Boy I got that drip for real
I got that drip for real

I'm the realest chick you wanna know
I promise you that
I don't gotta be the flyest
Cause I know how to add
When it comes down to the humsin
I'm at the top of my class
And I probably f that nigga just to learn how to slap
Oh yeah I got a taste need a bag and some shoes yeah
F*ck around tell em gimme two pairs
Tell em gimme (Whoo)
I need water baby cause I got the juice (Yeah)
Ask the waiter what the sea produced (Yeah)
I'm not impressed with things I see
That's why I live in a all major cities
Ate the best food smoked the best weed
Now all there's left to do is live my dreams
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

I ain't never have a Dollar that I ain't like
F*ck that damn right
I got that Calatrava for you if your game tight
F*ck that damn right
I got that drip for sale
I got that drip for sale
Boy I got that drip for real
I got that drip for sale
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Writer: RAVEN ROSEMOND
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