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Yung Drippy - Immaculate (feat. Drippy Season & FRThekidd) Lyrics



Yung Drippy - Immaculate (feat. Drippy Season & FRThekidd) Lyrics
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Oh, oh
Baby girl, your so immaculate
Oh, oh
I didn't even know what's happenin
Oh, oh
You ain't have to make me sad, lil' bitch
Oh, oh
I want you to throw your ass to this
Money ain't the problem, you keep actin' bougie
Money ain't the problem, you be lookin' juicy
I be in a two seat
And I ain't losing you, bitch, you losing me
And what should I do if it's not for me
I don't even know how speak no English I speak guapanese
I just like the way you look, when you on knees
If you need someone to talk to, you can talk to me
Cause I ain't got no problem with you
Why you keep tellin' me to do shit that I don't wanna do
And I was tryna find a way to prove it, cause I knew it was you
Off them perkys I ain't tryna lose it ain't tryna end up like dude
But baby, you love me
Baby, you just love me
It's not about money, I just want you to hug me
But you think that it's funny, how you wanted to dub me
It's like you a dummy, cause I'm runnin' up money
Cause I'm running up mula
Bitch I'm a shooter
Your ex-man was a loser
Nigga, freak Kooda
And I don't want you to do much
I'm turnin' my crew up
These niggas only talk shit on computers
OG never brought us in he used to exclude us
But now he took us in because he gettin' old
Whippin' up that pot, I use a ladle and a little bowl
And life is a tomato roll
Young bull, you ain't goin' nowhere, stay at home
Stay at home
Oh, oh
Baby girl, your so immaculate
Oh, oh
I didn't even know what's happenin
Oh, oh
You ain't have to make me sad, lil' bitch
Oh, oh
I want you to throw your ass to this
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Oh, oh
Baby girl, your so immaculate
Oh, oh
I didn't even know what's happenin
Oh, oh
You ain't have to make me sad, lil' bitch
Oh, oh
I want you to throw your ass to this
Money ain't the problem, you keep actin' bougie
Money ain't the problem, you be lookin' juicy
I be in a two seat
And I ain't losing you, bitch, you losing me
And what should I do if it's not for me
I don't even know how speak no English I speak guapanese
I just like the way you look, when you on knees
If you need someone to talk to, you can talk to me
Cause I ain't got no problem with you
Why you keep tellin' me to do shit that I don't wanna do
And I was tryna find a way to prove it, cause I knew it was you
Off them perkys I ain't tryna lose it ain't tryna end up like dude
But baby, you love me
Baby, you just love me
It's not about money, I just want you to hug me
But you think that it's funny, how you wanted to dub me
It's like you a dummy, cause I'm runnin' up money
Cause I'm running up mula
Bitch I'm a shooter
Your ex-man was a loser
Nigga, freak Kooda
And I don't want you to do much
I'm turnin' my crew up
These niggas only talk shit on computers
OG never brought us in he used to exclude us
But now he took us in because he gettin' old
Whippin' up that pot, I use a ladle and a little bowl
And life is a tomato roll
Young bull, you ain't goin' nowhere, stay at home
Stay at home
Oh, oh
Baby girl, your so immaculate
Oh, oh
I didn't even know what's happenin
Oh, oh
You ain't have to make me sad, lil' bitch
Oh, oh
I want you to throw your ass to this
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Writer: Frandy Roque, Ben Nkwantah, John Acosta
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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